Broken

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Broken

The river is dark,
It’s broken my bow.
The ebb’s cold darkness,
Gnaws at my soul.

Fight on I will,
Loss in the know.
Each of the losses,
Powers my soul.

Cold wet water,
Splashed on my face.
Wakes me up,
I won’t hesitate.

In cold water,
The gorge paves my way.
Its rapid succession
Paces my day.

Darkness has broken
My silence today.
This cold rapid water,
Lends no other way.

This dark river with me,
The rest of my days.