Lonely footsteps
through the walking
of time
disillusionment
casting its shadow
in
each
breath
tasted
the eyes see
but no longer
hears
the solitude needed
without fear
screams
wasted
on a forlong
thought
tomorrows forgiveness
waiting for
the colored
serpent
to devour
the need
of life's
constitution
for which we
bleed
another forgotten
hero
of yesterdays lies
waiting for
the confusion
of who's
in line

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