Fallen
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swollen fluid-filled cavities bruised blue
broken tendons bones and cartilage too
blacken eyes wide and starry misty dew
sunken chest deflated lungs motionless
upon the yielding ground, thee now rest
no more crying, weeping, bawling
descend ye Lifeless hands fallen
what be thy purpose born to earth
have thee obtained thy due worth
why hast thou days been shortened
thy prayers were heard in earnest often
wayward the wicked deeds of man
wanton is his maiden
beings present since Time began
what image be they made in
Copyright © Niyna Desangre | Year Posted 2023
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