The Fall (original poetry)

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Heresy
instilled an unsuredness
leads emotions astray
leaves me destitute
forever irresolute
but always enters the frame

The fall
of men so suredly
exits a logic
and proceeds hurriedly
lofty of aims
highly aflame
never to be named

Breaking
forever unsteadily
eternal hearts aching
but all the same
life we are taking
lives we are faking
point fingers of blame

Steadily
loving readily
souls calmed
love, hearts claim
working magic, mending
truth, ever lending
that we might never be the same.

Original poem by atbrittain