Wane most delusions
of own personal strife

Pinched all trimmings
with potential just rife

Reverie broken barely
day turned into a night

Upon boarded journey
time was now to alight

Urge though nurtured
yet life along moved

Regrets now company
of all values disproved

In quest for little bliss
how the time flew past

A trail filled with agony
got traded in contrast

Awaiting still my share
for fate to aptly bestow

Each time tried to rise
got pushed far below

Rummaged in residue
for somewhat to excite

But in old dead cinders
no fire was left to ignite

None of any alternates
except silently behold

A devastated aftermath
in twilight itself unfold

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