Phantoms Of Fear Versus The Morning Light

Measured carefully
The fear is dispensed drop by drop
Through the IV called life
Into the blood
Into the bones
This time
A fire burning everything sacred
Destroying all precious gifts
Making memories of scars
That will never heal
This time
A crack in the metal
Colliding behemoths
Propelling smaller bodies into the air
That break into smaller pieces
This time
Someone is taken
Searching the four corners of the earth
Reveals nothing
But agony and pain
This time
The broken is living
A mind disappeared
Taken by fate
In a body that lay dormant
This time
A shot that breaks silence
Spray of blood and bone
Nothing is quick enough
To stop it from ending
This time


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