I am looking at a mangled mess

which never quite leaves my mind.

Ashes in place,

residue remaining,

riding upon the surface ignored.

Ground into everlasting nothingness.

I’m looking at a mangled mess…Which never quite leaves my mind,

should I choose to ignore,

never bother to implore

expecting no one to respond.

Moving on

Away from the Fraud,

and demands of time unresolved.

to only find

I am looking at a mangled mess…

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