Dead memories.

Surrounded by dead memories
watched the world decay
searching for remedies
while you played it your way

Crimson webs of hate
woven inside these veins
a desire to satiate
a life that you feign

a distant drummer plays on repeat
a tune only you can hear
she strikes a melody oh so sweet
how much more can you endure

Another day rises,
another night fades 
enveloped in disguises
trapped inside your maze

And yet here you are,
crawling in my mind
The clown of fear
with memories that bind

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