Faith In Doubt
It is a crime how the time kills your light
In a way
And a sin chaos dins from within and without
Coin to pay
Rolling waves something caves in like the night
Muffled sparks dance the dark sparks of pain shouting doubt.
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2016-12-03 at 12:50
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