I am quickly angered with the thought
Of seeking one and not being sought.
My callous feet walk dangerous road,
My back is weary from a heavy load.
I know I’ve seen you,
I wait for your casted shadow
And to remember you friend,
And not you foe
You paint the sky with glitter and gold
From you to me, an esteemed centerfold
Your name is not carved, I see no evidence
With that not labeled, I have to relevance
Bestow on me your time and cause
Take out of my mouth this bloody gauze
A cut so deep
No procedure is attempted
No healing to come
If only I repented
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