By candle light we wait, for the meaning of her gun to make sense,
For the pictures in her head to publish.
Forgive me lord, I have sinned.
And this time the pieces don’t fit together,
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A very intense piece of poetry written with a great sense of control and pace. - Wonderfu! Neil M.