Amid the darkest hasteBones clashed in ashes of sweetened gazeFear beneath the crippling bonesSurrendered into silent wasteI've mocked the livingFrom shattered watersPeeling my reflection from those who stareTripping, falling, fading into shadowsThe voices eroding the pleasant streamsDistant wallows of perfected graceTurned into a new tomorrowVeins crystallized from ashes to feathersMuscles tensed from vixen woesThe skies cry radiance on my brazen mindWhere life meets my brilliant sorrows

-Karen A. Baquiran

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