11.20pm

Here are the tears.
The hot angry.
Too quick, too soon.
A bloom of passion
Now chasing dust.
You didn’t listen,
Shadows to the right,
Dancing what could have been.

Wash your hands.
Hang your dead and
Dig your grave.

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