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A Price

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I sacrificed a piece of what I am,
so that something could maybe be spared,
slightly crippled from the tears in the fabric of who I was,
it's the price I was willing to pay,
so I could say what I had to say.

Be satisfied any pain you could ever feel,
is a shudder,
compared to my own which makes a mountain reel,
I sensed a price that I may inherit more than I could face,
my integrity to reach anyways,
to raise from where I crouched and knelt,
overcame the weakness I knew I may have felt.

It was not mere lust that flourished like kelp,
more a brotherhood strong,
which like an icicle in the summer fountain it did melt,
relative harmonics can be mistaken,
mere craving couldn't ever cave me or slay me,
losing trust through an askew vector,
lost more of what's dear than I could have feared.

A ghost of me will be gone for awhile,
it's a small child quivering from the loss of her older brother,
her mentor,
her pillar,
she always thought he'd know her,
reality strikes like a boulder.
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