Tears of blood,
limned in soul.
The pain it plays
a familiar role.
All you've thought,
all you've known,
tossed in the air,
chaos is sown.
Just a way to fall
apart, so very brittle.
Each piece torn,
tossed in the middle.
It all sits
within a hand,
destined to obey
every command.
Tears of blood
limned in soul
the pain it plays
that familiar role.
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