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[passion_bleeds]

ashes of love float all around us.
i know i can hear you, i know i can feel you,
i know i can remember when you found us.
i can't wheel you or deal you,
but somehow i am. i'm blind;
there's a tattoo across my eyes
and im looking for you to confide,
trying to sidestep certain demise.
you say to me, "where are you going and
what are you doing? you're lost.
remember when my love was flowing and
you weren't bitten by the frost?"
staggering, but still i persist,
searching for a hand to grab
or a weapon with which i can resist
and try to guide a misdirected stab.
why? why try so hard to do it on my own?
the battle was already fought in years past
the groundhog is gone and the swallows flown,
but here i am, fighting with my last gasp.
power leaves with the tears;
the tears that escape to the outside world,
the tears that drown my foes fears;
the foes that escape from where they curled.
power leaves with the sweat;
the sweat that make haste from my widened pores,
the sweat that the air has met;
the air that screams for pain and sores.
i long to once again feel your touch.
i long for apathy to find the grave.
i want say, "thank you so much."
and shine brightly with all the saved.
life is here and life is now.
im empty and begging to learn how;
how must i become compelled
and be the one you once held.

...veritas et caritas...