2 (The End Of The Two)

All the pieces I cannot clear

The broken glass that is my soul

The brilliance of the light

All the shattered hearts of time

All the forgotten edges

The glancing mirror beginning to clear

The showing vision ending too soon

All the lonely people wishing

A Star of lonesomeson



All the battered dents I cannot pass

The trials of life not forsaken

The wound so deep that cannot heal

All the beginning coming to end

All the forgotten edges

The girl that falls through the shine

The peace she now has, too soon

All the grief begot to me

A Shard of grief



All the fire now in the glass

The pieces enraged in fury

The wound opening more

All the falling angels

All the destroyed emblems

The war beginning again

The destruction starting again

All the begotten slain

A Fury of one



All the rage extinguished

The bottle finally broken in two

The wound finally healed

All the grieving people

All the hating enemies

The fury now gone

The hate forgotten

All the people inside himself

The End of the Two

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Follow up to 1 (The Birth Of Release). Typical dark poetry, with some thought into what happens when you realise what has happened to your life and how you can live life thinking two things and being two people.

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