My only inheritance,
rekindled an old flame
long dead and forgotten,
scar of an old wound,
still so painful with so
much anguish and agony
with great struggles,
but I left with my
dignity in tact.
Something that
supposedly died
resurrected again,
It ended long ago
but now still alive.
Haunted by the
ghost in the dark,
the vampire pursued,
hungry for blood.
As a quiet and
silent rebel
against the tides
of the world
the heart is guilty of the
things left undone.
Great escape of the
innocent ones done.
Drop dead enacted
and engaged to
overcome the crisis.
The hustle is over,
and the circle
current stopped.
The blood ******* vampire
disappeared into oblivious
abyss and never to come back.
The true change has come
and restructuring is now in place.
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