Behold
For as long as you live,
you are tortured.
And torment comes in the eye
of the beholder
I envision a master
in the night and on the dawn
Escaping tyranny of
Unbelievable sacrifice
Surrounded by a periscope
That leads him to believe
He’s trapped.
Calling out for help but in a whisper
In the mystical land of
Crime and punishment
He grabs for a purified ligule
But his grasp is unbidden and he slips
To fall on hard pavement
And a reservoir from the grey clouds begin
To fall
Within quad rival
Copyright © Kayla Lindquist | Year Posted 2013
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