STUMBLiNG NAKED
THROUGHOUT THE NiGHT
NO STARS, NO MOON, NO LiGHT
iNSiDE THE HEART,
A TANGLED BALL OF FRiGHT
STRAiNED, TiGHT
NO SENSE OF WRONG OR RiGHT
CONFiDENCE,
ASSUREDNESS LOST FROM SiGHT

BEREFT, JUST A GLiB REMARK
NOW WELL HiDDEN iN THE DARK
FEELiNG EVERY HiT AND MARK
HOUNDS! HEAR THEiR GROWLiNG BARK
NOTHiNG FERTiLE, ALL'S STARK
FADED FiRE, BLACK ASHES,
NOT ONE SPARK

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your opinion?

i'm curious.