Inside of Three
A shredded sky to write from…
Where paragraphs of life spare none…
Behind stars sit reasons…
Answers fall from a colorful season…
As the devil dances and angels sing…
A canvas for three where the words won’t sting…
Arms stretched till my fingertips touch…
Passing shadows of demons that fall through my clutch…
Without one the other will bleed and wither away…
Leaving only a broken poet with nothing to say…
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