Exile By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
We clean up debris and stitch wounds
But our lips are stitched far more tightly
Basking in the silhouette of silver skylines
These vacant voices are maddening
Have I been amended since
My evils were birthed into this chaos?
Am I really so callous that
I ignore the pleas of my heartbeat?
Is it so far-fetched to ask for my exile
From mankind's tragic grand finale?
Are we all so burdened that
The beast doesn't even matter anymore?
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