Written
his
heart broke,
his
life shattered,
bone
splintered,
and
blood splattered,
he
stood in the center,
the
center of justice,
but
as they got revenge,
he
was sentenced a price,
eyes
clear as could be,
emotionless,
or so he wanted,
but
water still spilled,
tears
still shed,
once
a mistake,
always
a mistake,
and
life seemed hopeless,
as
he stood to accept his fate,
for
written on his broken heart,
was
words from someone unearthly,
and
written in his own blood,
was
the redemption of many,
and
stained on his hands,
was
the blood of another,
and
sticking out of him,
was
the bones of his brother,
an
affair of the heart,
a
punishment unescapable,
the
shot that rang around the world,
would
never be stopable,
and
there he be,
standing
still and tall,
taking
a deep breath,
and
feeling oh so small,
he
accepted the fate,
the
one written on his heart,
the
one that was engraved in his bones,
the
one he could never part...
for
written on his broken heart,
was
words from someone unearthly,
and
written in his own blood,
was
the redemption of many.
~Raine~
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