Like This

by hjparker68

She said you have to look at it like this…
It’s all a matter of perspective,
desolation with consolation infected
closing down heart strings…
a million and one things…
love left unsaid, forgotten, reconciled only through death…
A man on a religious quest is not to be triffled with. City wide stares issued as a decree, all the martyrs lined neatly at your feet, you try to call the warrior inside to carry you through in your grief.

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