a death
the circulation
it was hesitant
leaving me to believe
that guilt was present
after all this time
it should have subsided
but it was fed
and it grew into something
spilling hideously
into the fresh minds
of a new day
although many days have past
since the birth of this entity
as the sun and moon
should have exhausted it
way before now
but it lives
and it is trying to cling
and expand
in a territory
where beginnings exist
in ripples
today
there needs to be a death
a relief
for a hardened heart must soften
so tomorrow
there can be another spring
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