Before The Fall

February 27, 2023

Wounded vanity

mother of all tragedy

Slander and insults

the arrows dead aim

Pride bleeding carnage

no reason can bandage

The mirror once broken

—each crack filled with pain

(Dreamsleep: February, 2023)

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