Dressed in an old newish shape of blazing faded shroud
I’m alone
but not by myself
in the brutal
fade to black
tortured light
tethered to the ungiving
stone
with the delusion of unending
unyielding day
Dressed in an old newish shape of blazing faded shroud
I’m alone
but not by myself
in the brutal
fade to black
tortured light
tethered to the ungiving
stone
with the delusion of unending
unyielding day
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