Saturday, March 2, 2019


In corners there breathes darkness
A precipice of fallen
Edges bringing broken to
All that we have meant
Swing the gavel upon the
Throne of injustice, yet we
Speak as though we do not know
This truth inside me
Shine a light from our daylight
Shadows fall on untold songs
Grieving things left long forgotten
Still our hearts belong
Whisper the voice of madness
Beckons me neath waters deep
Swept into my gentle arms
silently you do weep

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