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darkness, forsaken

April 12, 2016 4 Comments

Sunrise ignites the trees, gifting amber warmth to the chosen side, as long shadows creep away into the exile of winter’s disgrace, aye– reaching, dark fingers clawing across the earth’s circumference, aching to feel the sun’s love again. That hand once held– has been severed, and cast out.

Lonely darkness forsaken, the mad tyrant, misconceived, wishes only be forgiven its perceived misdeeds; the thieving vagabond, the whore, the cannibal, the devil thought blackened, hungers to know grace’s compassion, if only once more.


As I recall, I saw some shadows of winter’s trees one morning, and then this happened.

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  1. thoughtsgather says

    April 12, 2016 at 8:00 pm

    …grace’s compassion. What we all deserve…

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    • Eric says

      April 12, 2016 at 8:33 pm

      Indeed, and needed some some days more than others, but only because we are aware.

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      • thoughtsgather says

        April 12, 2016 at 8:34 pm

        Yes…. Damn awareness ๐Ÿ˜‰

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        • Eric says

          April 12, 2016 at 8:35 pm

          ๐Ÿ˜‰

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