Ruined

Departure in the evening.
Shattered glass, those
broken pieces of time. 

Following my heart
Along the bloodlines;
Joy is a memory,
Hope is bleeding.

Drops of aether falling
On the crumpled pages
Mingling with the ink
Distorting my actuality.

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