Bodies and Bones of Light
Inside the darkness
So dark that the strewn bodies and bones of light cound not penetrate its depth
Life cowers behind the facade of intention
Not born
I invented myself
Living in this prison world
All of us unrepentent and claiming our own innocence
I spit in the face of the person i pretend to be
and weep for the one unseen
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