I Wonder If You Always Tell The Truth

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Through the fury
On the wing of the razor-edged wind
Which divides our existence
I heard the words of the half-blind messenger
He, she desires
(And against whom I've sinned)
Has revealed his insistence
With devastating precision he has sent for her
The perfect circle
Of a faceless moon hangs overhead
And I, back where I started
The irony rips a frozen tear from my eye
My teeth chatter
Words desperately needing to be said
Left with you when you departed
Now my only response, a smile or a sigh.