Estranged, we two are,
Since the son’s shadow has fallen far,Different, how so different,
The differences we two shareRelapsing, without aim,
Misery before the crush could claim,Rehabilitation wouldn’t come until the crash came through,
Not until, but during and after,Rebuild blooming, flowers springing,
Not until then, was interest gainedRe(vamp)ed design,
Causes blood thirst,Amongst the fan(g)s
Limbs held the spirit centered
Eyes etherealOn polished wood, this form is brief,
Sending tremors into feet,Upon this stage, in this night
Adrenalin surge, creating lifePine and Oak,
Invisible swords my shoulder seeks,Head bowed, on one knee,
Genuflecting for eternal possibility
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