Putting you into words 
would be like trying to define a colour exactly.
You differ with shade and shadow, 
Narrowed as I searched.

Arrowed I cannot pin-point you 
Although reminded of quite a few, 
Such burdens upon a heart's view 
Of this fine world given.

We are struck, 
caught and stricken 
In this I am left sicken,      
sickening cascading defeat

In definition I cannot,               
You've taken all in just one shot.  

A brief moment so slick and skilled,
That is how you struck and killed.
Killed my state of mind.

But fret not for it was kind,               
I am now set to experience freely

this is the opening of a new me.

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