I singing my fall
Every time I enter
Watching the clock unwind
To catch my fear in reverse.
Though my tongue
Pledge allegiance to chaos
It spills the heart
At the feet of the one.
Raised in questions
Only flowers petals know to well
Or the tip of the grass
Find tasty when questioned.
Melting at every tongue
Utterance
I wish for the ground to swallow me whole
Yet relief of the chaos waged.
Curious of the answer intended
I pawn my soul
Ready to castle up
Waiting for the purple robe
To grace my side.
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