an empty heart
cold as ice
floating on crimson waves
watching the rising light
and the separate days.
I know the pain
the cold nights
and the loneliness
reaches to break.
they say blood cleanse the soul
and save from the grave
but it leaks out of water
where it drips and slips away.
looking for inconsistencies
and reasons for qualm
he is out to harm, to kill
trusting his righteous will…
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