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the deep

is it ugly that makes them run    
a stone thrown across the waters  
an attempt at diversion    
amid dire deceit    
    
pronounced u    
a lie    
failed protection    
expanded,discarded    
to (the) deep    
undone    
   
it is here    
deprivation of sound    
of mind    
is all that matters    
but    
does one matter anymore    
or less    
in the making of men    
   
the sting in the salts of the wound    
streaming    
delicately against a daylight dream    
   
winds understood    
one can almost hear the breeze    
coiling, caressing    
cooling the fear    
of being    
   
can feelings be    
swept up and left    
lingering alongside the dust    
only living alone    
with moments to roam    
sheets of thousand threads    
no worry to de-sight    
mirrored in bloodied night    
waiting for light  
of day    
for once to stay
Written by JusTim_
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