Vulnerability.

Tear drenched pages,

And memoirs of a haunt,

The refuge of darkness,

And the sombre gaze,

Canopied mane,

And the downcast sight,

The trembling lips

And the steely breath,

Rushed nerves,

And the fervent thoughts,

The chutzpah of pain,

And the echoes of diffidence,

Ephemeral realities,

With the wisdom of a lie,

Merging greys that sink blues,

And the coppery remnants drowned abate,

The fingers grasp,

And words bleed,

Fading in

Fading out,

Wrought in angst,

And tempered with ice.

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