Apollyon

When the world ended I realized I held your heart in my hands.

I let the chains unfold.

Your death ceased the earth revolving…utter despair

The world forever grey.

Loss is forever hungry.

It’s always ready to feed.

Death becomes you by my agonies .

Don death like a fashion.

Because I found strength in misery.

I found solace in defeat.

I raised my spirits through entropy.

I found myself , state side- Lady Liberty!

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