The poetry, stories and intrigues of C.J. Brenner

Wednesday, November 11, 2015

Despair eyed

Time
Seeming sterile
Simple years bettered
Blessings missed but meaning
Limited by the pending grave

Forces of hope on controlled absence

The sword is not seen to cut the damned.

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