Illusion

by narrizan

Illusions can, through our choice to focus on them hold us captive, or through our choice to forgive and release them, set us free - James Blanchard Cisneros (or perhaps that Kanda finds it in his heart that Forgiveness is Freeing)

Illusion

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When I hold you one last time

I see you that first time

In the dementia of the moment

Snatched from dying, thrown into sleeping

Waking to living

The pain of being and the fear

Don't leave me behind

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I hold you one last time

I remember the call

I remember the fall

I remember the echoes

Bouncing off stone walls

Here 'midst the spectres

You leave me - again

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I hold you one last time

Impressing upon my mind

The temporary warmth

That space between

In all that time ethereal

When you were, are real

I was blind and now you leave

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I hold you one last time

So hard to let go

So hard for me to go

This illusion, this belief

As the blood seeps

The ground thirsting

The mirror cracking

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I hold you one last time

With breath transpired

The blood of expiation

Till the last drop

Can be shed no more

Exoneration

Eyes open wide, I need to leave

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I hold you one last time

A forever furlough

Now illusion no more

Grim, harsh veridicality

Crushes my core

The tumultuous rending

Leaves me, leaves you

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Free

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Notes:

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So for June 28 || Day 1: Deception, from [D. Gray-man Hallow] Countdown on tumblr, we'll see how I go with these and if inspiration strikes.

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Option A: Abilities

Option B: Innocence

Option C: Illusions

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I chose C, to try and sound out my Kanda 'voice', formless, poetry with no rhyme, nor seeming rhythm - I apologise

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Hopefully someone somewhere likes it somewhat, again I inflict on you! ^_^ - zan