Flashes of light,
Turn to sights.
Like a small string,
Light sprinkles and splatters,
Beautiful but dead.
Red, murky bright blue and purple,
Death throws of light.
I lie and moan, and groan.
Anger again takes to a race,
From my mind and heart,
My soul! Anger swells, swirls,
And the tears drop from my soul's heart!
I look down at you baby girl, as though dreamt on my form,
And my anger!
Where is it?
I feel insecure!
I know my enemy,
And I cry!
And I do nothing,
But love and weep!
I wish my death,
Yet then you do too,
Ask to join me!
And I can't and don't.
And I lie here,
Confused!
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