Mistakes Given Beneath The Quiver – Unhinged Poem

We are but the rotten,

we see the sin within,

terror on perpetual motion,

darkness alive underneath the snow,

we cried a song of unhappiness,

a goodbye of wordless lies,

you buried the bloody carcass,

You tried to hide what you had done,

but in a world built on endings,

the beginning is not really a beginning at all…

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