《The Traveller and other poems》Splintered

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When shattered pieces act alone,

the One's left feeling mystified

while overwhelmed by vague, unknown

terrors of pasts unverified.

The One's left feeling mystified;

the Many's floundering beneath old

terrors of pasts unverified.

Demons feast as fears unfold

the Many's floundering. Beneath old

wounds, like piranhas draining prey,

Demons feast. As fears unfold,

they celebrate the darkened day.

Wounds, like piranhas, draining. Prey,

the Many, soothe the cicatrix.

They celebrate, the darkened day

symphonising tuneless conflicts.

The Many soothe the cicatrix.

The One may glue the broken shards,

symphonising tuneless conflicts.

The question remains, 'who'll stand guard?'

The One may glue the broken shards

while overwhelmed by vague unknown.

The question remains: who'll stand guard

When shattered pieces act alone?

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