The Fatal Call
She gave the sentence
Tying up the string
Making the man the puppet
With such a glorious sunshine
He was drenched in darkness
Blinded to all
within a bursting crowd
He sank a step deeper
He shouted his plead
In a room full of silence
Prompting a deadly stagger
Further to the deep
He turned to all
with arms out stretched
Making a lifetime connection
only with deaden flesh
Keeping in touch with all
But never getting a call at all
He entered the now merging darkness
Emerging with stiffened hopes
He edged on
Damned by the many sentences
He answered the fatal call
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