Life draws across the horizon setting the sky ablaze
Spatters of hate from the dawn of another's gaze
A palate, a muse applying color to landscape brush
The rotting corpse of ignorance laying waste in parasitic thrush
Throw back your head, feel the warmth of the sun
Staring down another through the barrel of a gun
Shadows stretch across the day blanketing the past
The expressions of conscience will forever last
Darkness veils the pain of my sorrow
The shadows will be there tomorrow

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It sits upon me a hundred miles long, it's immense weight stealing my breath.
It squeezes my throat with even the thought of utterance, poised to rip away the sound.
Pry these cold dead fingers that obscure the truth, that you might hear it beat again.
Too exhausted fighting through the shrouds, I close my eyes drifting away quiet like death: left with the hope I might awaken in yours.

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What is there to deny but self?