Driplets,
trickles of breathe
at civil twilight, yet
the moon betrays sunset.
Flames devours candle,
illumination dwindles,
the triangle fizzles
as oblivion becomes visible.
Left for dead again,
as life drains
faster than neutrino speed
for immortality is greed.
Epoch extincting pass,
watching the hour glass,
grass to grey,
brass to clay.
String of tomorrow
hanging on death-row.
The wind blows off etched names
on the sands of time, fame,
glory, fortune and dame.
gliding on memory lane.
terminus for the system of thing
excluding probably the phoenix.
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