Seppuku from Yore Veils by Adaje

forget everything we were
a passion misplaced in a shoebox of whims.
a judas in streetclothes.
a nomad to cultures.
a spineless shapeshifter.
blinded by the sins of another you are a saint.
in my eyes you are just the same.
to make a new connection
shed your old ways under the spotlight
shed your old ways of a saint.
i have come so far in an aging sense.
time is always an enemy with no cue or pretense.
so come away with me unto a bloodbuilt shed.
for all the souls i saved have shot me dead.
all i did was show you what you don't have,
so you can now take the knife out of my back.

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