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Eludine

Our shelters are all living things
I feel the mortar tremble
Pressure cracks like spider webs
With you at the center reeling me in…

~*~

Tremble, tremble

Minds at the crucible

Solely unforgiving

Now giving in to milder

Disciples, and again

.

Convictions falter

Against the beaks of a

Wake of starving vultures

Salvaged without prayer

Expendable, and again

~*~

The locks on this vault
I’ve pushed inside begin to rust
And if it breaks I’m spilling out
Like the needle thread
Through empty trust…

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