A Fury Made To Weep




Move smoothly

Cased inside

Watch for the seal to break

Cause she comes with this fury

She could have no longer kept him on the shelve

Make sure nothing was tampered with

Under her wing

Draws all the healing

His way

Her fury

Combust all who continue to try and attack him

His breathing

Pauses… in between


Extended out to far

Last moments

Now dig a grave

Naked body

Feeds the earth

Plenty enough

She weeps over the flowers

By: ObligatoryInsightPoet©


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