The Vulnerable One

A Poem by AKhaus

Ebony edges and imperfect lines.

Alone for a moment then left to blame.

There's no quitting this avalanche once the ground shakes.

Septic language draping off those lips.

Why is it so much to accept the hideous divine?

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Added on September 5, 2018
Last Updated on September 5, 2018

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