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This passing of a silent night
A brittle light is born
This ghostly sun that hides its light
A chill and frosty dawn
- A chill unwelcomed dawn

The yelling of the night before
Bitter words and spiteful spoken
An angry hatred looks for more
Glass shards from bottle broken
- From bloodied bottle broken

Long hours cold I stand alone
My fears best left unsaid
I watch her eyes as blind as bone
A halo bathes her head
- Bathes crimson ‘round her head

This dreamed foretelling plagues my sleep
This the promise I must keep
To you
No choice but keep

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    Christopher 5 months ago

    Impressive, Drew. Though I must admit I'll have to read it several more times to fully grasp the meaning.

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    Drew Martyn 5 months ago

    Thanks Christopher - this was originally going to be a series of drabbles about a man who has a recurring dream (that he's killed his partner) that becomes more and more real and becomes more of a premonition of fate rather than just a dream. For some reason it turned into this.

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    Christopher 5 months ago

    Sounds like a good idea for a series but it works as a stand-alone as well.

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    Drew Martyn 5 months ago

    Thanks Christopher

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    Lisa Williams 4 months ago

    Real beauty in the words, horrid scenario though xx

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    Drew Martyn 4 months ago

    Thanks Lisa :)

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    shaun 4 months ago

    The inevitability of the final line kicks the whole thing up a gear. Powerful stuff.

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