The fracture lay
bone deep
beneath the sand
cracked and dry
The city seen
on high and fallen
buried deep
within your heart
The tangle of days
bloody and cold
press for release
from the pit
Eleven came
and none retreat
the path was certain
as was defeat
One left standing
toward the end
a lone observer
of my sin
We cast him off
dispatched his bones
buried his home
ended his days
But his eyes haunt
guilt remains
the sins that day
forever mine
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