Last post! (No, last post today, let's not be overly dramatic.)
-Rule of Three-
There's a fire in my belly,
A storm in my mind.
Bag of brass handles,
Prickled and filed.
Hammers and tightropes
Poured leaden gaze
Walking to nowhere
Walking through haze.
Burn all the bridges
Hunt all the holes
Bent old and haggard
Shadows and Gold.
Nothing left now
Nothing left at all
Paid all I could handle
Paid all my toll.
No human in humanity,
No love in pain.
Saw her in the sunlight.
Left her in rain.
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