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Styles 12
Poems
Apr 2018
Fallen Angel's Scorn
~
Fall to me wraithlike
adorned in crowns of underbrush
pick up my shattered vertebrae
in the hollows.
I already died.
Nothing ends.
Meet me at wood's edge.
In potent corridors rich and alive
with tall towering greenery.
Explain this blossom to us.
In due time.
Accept our flickering Spring flashes
gushing piping hot within us.
~~
I bear your hunger
curled in crest
when lightning flared me.
Never let me
forget again.
Remember children,
this is where a fallen star lives.
~~~
Fear raised me.
I bore its fangs.
Darkness I became.
Pulsing out big bangs
nothing shattered like us before.
Wrath of fallen angels scorn.
~~~~
My empathy for you stretches through time.
Smouldering ruins of your house infected mine.
Shall we not return as brothers
stronger now
brighter than before?
~~~~~
I left my letter on your broken doorstep.
I will be waiting for your response.
It is my advice for you to accept the path of least resistance.
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