- Non-Erotic Poetry
- 3. Sacrifice
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It's not the fear of death that permeates the air,
It's the resonance with it.
So overtly exposed, his soul is rusting.
An old foe turned unwilling friend.
Do you cry over the loss? Or the helplessness?
Do you tire of the grief that surrounds you?
Do you crave an escape? Or the lack of pain your absence will leave in its wake?
I do not envy your position. Incessantly committed to your mission.
The constant sacrifice only to absorb wounds not belonging to you.
Can I help you? Can I ease the burden?
No words of comfort could heal or return what you gave.
I only wish to ease your pain, and take away those chains.
I would if I could,
but my presence exists far from where you stood.
So I can only mourn for a loss not from the bed but from the spark in your eye that seems dead.
You chose this path, but gave no consent to the tears threatening your heart.
I'm sorry, I can only watch, painted in grief that is not yours to claim, forever stagnant in a situation as you sit in shame.
Love forever, your anti-admirer,
I hope you found solace when you closed your eyes forever.
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