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Anemone
Running through the dark arms flailing riding the wind eyes closed..

Don't let me see it coming .

Blinded and choking thrusting through the smoke and cinder..

Begging to cease in the terrible existence I drift.

Screaming in to another life covered in blood...

I slip away from me only to recall now the anguish left in your void.

Swallowing tears before they escape
I sink in my fangs and compel myself forward.

Dressed in pretence, conceding isn't what I do...

Stitched together covered in scars this is my boundary and I will hold the line for you.


© CM