Come again
Obscure the glare
Of the ancient sun
Cleanse
The Earth
My body
As one
I ask not
For yesterday
Though answers
Lurk like stalkers
In those dark shadows
Of my unexamined past
I ask not
For tomorrow
As they already
Come too fast
Too fast
But today
I cry out
In exquisite pain
As my battered heart
Works to open again
I stand
In judgment
Before no one
Except myself
Yet
Anyone else
Would surely
Be easier on me
Well
Anyone
Except him
Who only
Ever
Sees lies
Because his brain
Twists truth
And beauty
With his poison mind
Into an amalgamation
Which can only
Be left
Behind
Rain, rain
Come again
Obscure the glare
Of the ancient sun
Purify
The Earth
My body
As one
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