Suicide

On crested wings with fortunes drawn,
An apparition does make its flight immediate, then escapes.
Pretenses abated at a moments glance,
The side most winded taken to forge.
All withered and died for the sake of profound deeds,
A wistful reluctance measured in defense.
Typical, routine thoughts arise and fall hither,
Bludgeoned and hampered, never faired.
In dulcet memories, and dreams renewed;
The lilting leaves of enchantment's beckoning;
Cast into darkness at the specter's hand,
Dust taken to seed to spawn only discord.
No cries in silent torment;
No tears in desert wastelands;
All hope to be explicated
For fear of the merciful death.


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