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The Fall

My time is up  
These long nights slow  
And I pay in full with everything
 
Through cracks  
I hear crowds chanting  
Kill the usurper, throne stealer  
 
It's untrue, so I thought
 
You were the one  
The boy with summer hair  
Who came back from the sickness  
Malevolent after the fall  
 
People dance  
They crown another  
A man who held my spear  
 
In these rags  
I observe in a cage  
My blood, he looks away  
 
The hubris, the resignation  
 
You were the one  
The boy with summer hair  
Who came back from the sickness  
Malevolent after the fall  
 
To the rope  
I swear I'll submit  
Madness, that's all it was  
 
Letting go  
My thought goes  
An infection in my brain  
 
Once found, now lost  
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by CarrionCrow44
Published | Edited 5th Feb 2022
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