Soft footsteps catch stones touch. First to death: cold clammy crutches flow underneath. Lent support sundered; sowing last few breaths. Deafening thunders storm from heaven's sent.
Lost last shrugs of heart's pace, pursed lips rock hard, bending to face throes of ******; bleeding heart beckons growing perjured shock. Reckoning threatens dorment gods heeding.
Blue river out of sight carries shorn west, leading sapped might to calmer nest. Broken vestments rinsed, cleaned by a pricked thorn, form adorned by glimpse of sublime's spoken.
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