A reminder of a fleeting past
Of words and literature
Voluntarily tasked
With poems and words with stature
Cast'd by the silver moon
A reminder, at last?
Trinkling by the shadows
With small traces like dust
Momentary Expressions
Genuine Infatuations
Self Vindications
All of which helped with short-lived narrow visions
Must I say more?
There shan't be continuation
The lack of audience
Does not provide insolation
As it will never reach
Those involved
You(R) cheer
But it reciprocates little resolve
About Me
- bryce
- A's, pimples, and a no-girlfriend life. Im just a normal student with increasing ideas. I can say I'm a bit carefree and sometimes too much. I'm not that smart but others think otherwise. I'm still a teen and interesting things are yet to happen. Hopefully, these blogs will capture the highlights of my life.
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