Dark Lens
I cast my vision with a dark lens
uncapped and honed
and set upon
lovers I was seeing.
I held the tears in brimming ducts
restrained and damned,
by echelons
of almost equal being.
I broke my heart upon gravestone,
cracked and split
and gaping wide
as conflict poured unceasing.
It bled all over happiness
in clouds of red
and crimson tide
with agonised releasing.
I forged my choice within a black spell,
a medium conjured,
forced to bear
in wretched apprehension.
And though you may not understand
my love for you was real,
I swear,
beyond all comprehension...
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