“Without Fault”

Tricked by bad memories crashing through the ice of chosen directions

Running towards the sky like ashes falling from a mirrored escape

Preservation catching up like scandalous enchantment

Neon blue dust in your direction

Running to find the world not abused by secrecy

Every aspiration driven through persistent memory

Gripping the ice until it cracks from the turmoil inside a faulty memory

I felt alive bursting in the sun through past sequences of obscurity

Staying too long inside an intricate diaphoresis of hope

shaking the mirror of your escape in paralytic voices

Withstand an uphill turmoil written in cathedral marches

A covenant never felt more alive than in picturesque 

Staying past an eternal imagination burnt by unknown frequencies without fault

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