November-Symmetry

Refined like metal worked meticulously, As if smelted smouldering into our shape, Sparking and spitting speaking monotonously, Variety inflicted in wounds that gape. Used, a tool to destroy or protect, Abused, weilded as situations become dire, Sheathed and sheltered tossed to neglect, Sought solace in a romanticized cease fire. Words weighted like munition cocked and loaded, Tones bursting, gunfire dissipating through lips, Firing piercing my heart as it is corroded, Corrupting butterfly to moth as it skips. Pained by the impossible elongation of time, Constant and unwavering in your murderous crime, Choke hold phrases that provide a noos