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Hitman
a hitman
lines his shot
upon your forehead.
laser pointed
squeeze-
faithless bullets
tear your flesh
in chunks.
diseased,
it sheds
so you can bleed
a greater harmony
for me.
let it be.
I fumble in the darkness...
stumble through
the broken melodies
of the heartless.
arms outstretched
for the remedy
that charts us
into light.
