The Cost

 

Silent moving moments,
Work like shadows of perception,
Hesitant of the distance,
Searching for a witness,
Wear it like a mask,
Feel for what you ask,
Stranger.
 
The wind will hold no secrets,
Blown across the open,
Words on parchment scrolls,
The vindication of your soul,
Familiar.
 
Weeping, sorrow fills your hands,
Tears seep gently in your sands,
Burry you like time thats lost,
I hope you see the time its cost,
Lover?
 
Reine’

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