Hailstorm Days

Hailstorm Days

It’s never enough

And I fear this fragile body

This façade of glass

In these hailstorm days

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I fear never knowing

Never finding the remedy

For the fissures in my mind

The inner universe of doubt

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I haven’t had my share

Of aimless crusades

Only treks through the bog

Ever deepening in the conscience

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I’m in fear of life’s movements

 Its reverberating pain

 Long after the moments

Of infamy and shame

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