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A Walk Alone

My anxious self
It's numb, it's in dark
The walk alone
Unsteady faltered and tumbling

Demons call me out
Lips utter no sound
Throat mine is dry
The eye not doing

What sounds are around
Teeth chattering, bones crackling
The smell of sweat and blood
Where thou lead me? 

Who there, whose eyes are thee?
At distance, it shines
Fiery, glaring and all terrifying
A walk alone, to meet the ire

A time was when
Leering judgements made no sense
A time is now
When there's a judgement upon me

An unholy place
An unholy rule
I to live among
An unholy folk

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