blood seeps slowly cold
every hour a drop pounding
energy dissipates unrecognizable
to lie down soon quietly.

the heavens unknown will remain
deceptive the clouds scatter
the sun lies down to never rise.
lost the flames never found

red rivers run black
roses scent septic
behind the lie a truth
never to be spoken.

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