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How can my weaknesses help me
to isolate my fears
I know now since that day when
you drew me in the lurking light
for the first time

Ruddy lights tracing dark red swirls
making it unevitable

That

MOMENT in TIME

I found out that
if my eyes could kill
standing
in front of a mirror
only to use
one bullet at a time
when my image flares
into a hundred reflections
of my face
I want to remember
the silence
while
I watch my feet move
shimmering in gold
sunlight

They are ancient

on the edge between worlds
like a thousand other times

I see
clasped hands resting on a sword
I hear
whispers as a hint for something deeper