Losing Glenn and Faith
Slender beams of moonlight enter
this darkened chamber as I kneel,
Always in prayer, always alone,
frozen here, waiting.
Angelic forms wrought in panes of glass
loom as dust dances in the air.
forming an image in my mind,
sparing not my screaming exposed soul.
Lost souls surround me, crying,
we have lost our light.
I raise my head, now submitting to
this brutal mortality,
as silent tears fall
on the childs face
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