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An acrostic for a contest. |
| "Facing His Fears" Haunted by a dark past, Every vision marching forward and back. Shameful And Wondering. Absent in many ways, he often remembers. His breath quickens, his heart pounds, Under a solid, steel chest. Nothing has prepared him - Darkness will take him, Rip him away from comforts of warmth, Every fiber of knowing, of familiarity Drips from his conscience, like tears. Victim of parallels, of indescribable shapes Euclid perhaps understood, Reflecting upon sacred oaths. Silently, he weeps for it, yet Insistently, Openly hurting, frozen, crystallized. Near death, yet preserved in Snowflake patterns. October winds Fall gently. He surrenders, unable to face it. Insentience takes over. Spirit leaves. Oracles of time Whisper Nothing to him. Frozen, paralyzed, ashamed. Ever will he remain, unless Against his fears he Rebels. |