Blank Pages
Rummaging through the strewn faded pages
Of jumbled life, with waning sanity
Every day a struggle, to recall names and faces,
Often lost in familiar places She; her eyes empty.
Looming shadows; a lurking
thief stealing hues of the canvas
Of life, achrome moments evanescing
Leaving no traces behind.
Rust-eaten senses and ceased time's concept,
Her blank sky overcast by sundowning.
Recalls flicker and die; demented life
Rummaging through the strewn faded pages.
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