Words softly unspoken,
echo through your mind.
A body far to broken,
stands at your hidden command.
Clouded eyes search to find,
what makes them so incomplete.
As I wage this coded war,
rolling fog decides to cheat.
The upper hand was once all ours,
now in the lifeless grip,
of our visable scars.
Sinking farther in this wrongful ship,
questions float like a visable mist.
A weight never to be lifted,
fell for now it could not have existed...
 
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