Unic Cjonr

(Capriborn 73)

Far Too Late


Chained before the change.

I am absorbed into the shade of faint.

Painted to last by portrait.

I am pictured to the brush.

Morning to dawn.

Savage is the start of day.

Life consumes energy, worn as a dress.

The aura to be seen, circles around the moon.

Prevent the explosion, inside my mind.

Thunder inside my hate.

Lights the chemical storm.

Captured by the voice of violence.

I am ignored into the death of silence.

The trilogy of the square, my shadow seized, trapped inside a nightmare

Wake, before the break.

Before never is forever.

Far too late.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 30, 2013
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