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A searing brand

On your skin

An image burned

A shell too thin

Another thought

Another plague

A little knowledge

A little vague

A desperate plea

A wearied yell

From somewhere far

You cannot tell

The voices whisper

A seductive tale

A silence too loud

To hear your wail

Something left

A mark, a scar

Stained memories

They tarnish, mar

You left them there

On skin and stone

On thoughts and dreams

On flesh and bone

The voice is yours

The cries as well

You made your tale

You rose, you fell

You wonder if

You’ll ever rise

From down below

From truth and lies

And well before

The day of fate

You know that you’ll

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