Flare
You unwind,
from my eyes,
a flare of innocence
magnesium raw
my tainted bitter roots
grip, twist and tighten
to save myself,
I cause pain
I do not feel it.
lying now in a frame
of solitude,
light muted by curtains,
still in my absolution.
You unwind,
from my eyes,
a flare of innocence
magnesium raw
my tainted bitter roots
grip, twist and tighten
to save myself,
I cause pain
I do not feel it.
lying now in a frame
of solitude,
light muted by curtains,
still in my absolution.
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