GATES OF SPLENDOR part III
The gleaming gates begin to close,
the angel whispers in my ear,
"How close to death, no one else knows,
and now you must live with your fear."
The air around me scathing bright,
stark white coats through vision dim,
kept alive by faint green light
hearing tones disturbed and grim.
I'm forced to admit my mistake,
and tell the world that I have failed.
I bent too far; I had to break,
I live now with a heart impaled.
So I my former name do char,
killing the story I can't tell,
the reason that I wear this scar,
and danced along the edge of h**l.
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