mercury glow at night, fractured
silver wheel of stars above
I'm wounded on the ground, waiting
it's lonely and it's cold
if I lay here 'til the dawn
there will be ice along my limbs
but there is peace in frozen moments
so I will not give in
everyone's apologizing
telling me they understand
I'm withholding judgement
until I see the shape of things
there will be time for mourning
with the coming of the dawn
until then, I'll be waiting
until I'm sure the dawn will come.
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