Life frozen

Asperities immobile

Wounds deplete everything

Lives fall and are lost, sliding over the mud

The graves of the fallen mourn

Dialoguing between shadows of hatred and resentment, twilight stops

Without excuses, I am placed between the eyelids of an empty city

Groaning distress

Not premature conclusions; it is real

Everything stops

Noris Roberts ©

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