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Unshed

 
I’d shed this shadowed cloak.
It gleams with every hurt,
slithered scales keeping score.
They fracture and reproduce,
in smaller pieces, of exponential weight.

I’d shed this wraith’ed cloak,
but it clings and crackles.
It hisses of precious days, of
stubborn memories, scars
with false mends, that mock.

I reach to unfasten the ties and it
callously choke holds,
murmuring ancient lullabies.
I breathe in yesterdays as
black oxygen escapes me.

I pull it around, closer
and closer still. It warms
the iced fragments of the
maybes ahead. Tears shine
and it remains unshed.
Written by Atakti
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