don't make me forget regarding the night of the undone when merciless waves crash about
the sands during first light, when tears were swept away by harsh winds and diamonds danced during the first flight
the faux night shift to meaningless within minutes, all collapsing beneath our feet leaving miles and miles of skin scrapped and wounded so they look away from the bruises like they burn their inside out, bend on becoming a gutless warrior before the morning strikes
