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Regret

Of which I’ve had my fill

Doubt

The only thing certain

Malcontent

Posturing body to stone

Hate

Emptying my heart



Is it a stranger inside,

Frothing to betray limbs?

A shadow with an eye

Sinew recoils

Breaking on waves

Here I stand

Begging for the wind

A rapture

For no one else

Precipice of the firmament

Not even a tear for myself

Engraved nevermore

On the souls of others

Nothing new shall I ever make of this

O heart of confinement

You, who has forsaken me

The destroyer of self perpetuates

And beckons me home