Veil
You're wide awake at dawn.
In fear of that glimmering, icy blade.
You'll always be wrong.
You're merely a pawn.
In this confusing yet riveting game.
Defending yourself from the truth.
To the same person, you always lie.
Bloody heads hanging loose.
You grapple the noose.
Undevoted, release it and cry.
Chanting the dirge of the loss.
Into the hollow crater in which it was bored.
Hatred spawned from it's frost.
The sad anthem is stopped.
The sensation extinguished no more.
poem by Aaron Lynn
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