There along the hemline
One missed silken thread
Looking for the weakness
Your attention there was lead
Unraveling the seam
Came unexpected rain
Pounding into chaos
your own pain
Brought into daylight
Something held so near
Threads of your garment
Began to break as was your fear
Salted waves stung
Washed my wounds clean
Tearing off the shreading
Naked it was seen
Running from the light
Hiding back in the dark
Again you tormented
Stitching back that which you did mark
A fledgling at this flight
Bleeding from the moon
The blessing of the seed
Was not awakened soon
Not needing any answers
Opening my eyes
Feeling the winter's frost
Understanding your lies
Raven
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