lamentations

Under the scarlet sky silence probed sadness for seven despondent days. 

Self-esteem is a lining that finds itself breaking and repairing itself again. 

Two entities cramp

till they bleed hope or fear and cry in pain about crimson nightmares. 

Aches and tenderness massage the nodes

                      till it swells upheaving like a wave then ask to remember the pain as raindrops. 

The hour and the time are unknown             

 hoping nature and nurture schedules sensibly but do not pass by. 

The first is a rite of passage.
The intermediate is an elucidation of phases
The last is a rite of passage

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