Nobody knows and nobody will.
A room full of thought, quiet as quill.
Forever and never together again.
Memories feign what fate never will.
Drown out the mind. Let hands do the work.
Warm and enticing. Chillingly still.
So much to lose but before more is gained,
gifting a curse is the same as the kill.
None of this matter. None of it will
if no one takes notice and nobody will.