Scattered Frame

Beautiful horrid defying but loss screams but silent

Whispers in a crowd

Love by law, nature by rule

Timed with patience, in an endless fool

Don’t win yet forsake all, fall but call when you hit

Forget the pain jump past rope

Burn the look

Ice the cold

Kiss the cheeks

Mind uneasy

fingers move minds

mind guides pen

Broken by questions

Held by answers

Jumped through fire called more than a liar

Running out of it all

I will fail my will my resolution is low

My mind is stale

Mold grows over my heart

Fire leaks out of my eyes

Death stares into me they called me crazy

I scattered my frame in the hope a picture will come

But I run as the weather only to be stopped by the rain

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