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Nested In the Umbrage
laden in the semblance of the lifeless i curled my mind, nesting in the umbrage of memories that haunt more than touch unable to soar within the wind's of time she begged me to fly, wrap my wings around faith offer her comfort, make promises she knows i can't keep yet my words fall darkened like november days upon her deafness my shoulders carry her weight as her silence screams aloud i see the bony fingers of darkness pointing at yet another encompassed in my coalition she knows he's come for her, i see the fear in her downcast eyes, as tears trail my back i pretend to be tethered on strings of hope ensconce my fears with factitious smiles praying she doesn't see the forlorn looming as i suppress my own tears through a stammer of words while cursing death beneath my breath, unsettled within i clamber the ground on deflected knees, hands enclosed in sullenness my words are uplifted on a zephyr of last breaths bore of a dozen souls lost as i withdrawal in this unrest of fate once more November 11, 2019
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