Torturers of souls

These loud and brash

torturers of souls

eating at living flesh

and gnawing at

an open mind

sending us back to

delirium’s place where

jesters and jokers dance

and playful spirits

haunt our waking hours

clouds of mist pass

before our dying sun

and we are left to rue

the chances we left undone.

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