Release


I fell I fell,

night did too,

in my dark

is all of blue.


My own

eye is eyeing

the told

I’m coniving.


Paint me

dearly bless,

the broken

parts address.


I want a

pardon please.

Let me a

last look ease.


But if I a

pupil of fire,

I’ll burn I’ll

let conspire.


None can

have me I am

under none,

no command.

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