Chances lost

He tried to sweep in
with bloody i.n.c.a.n.d.e.s.c.e.n.c.e,

(this life’s dream…)

But the world was already basked
in grey-toned flat sepia,

(and had no room for him.)

Effortlessly erratic,
he was calmly pushed aside.

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AN- had to fight longandhard for the formatting for this, but I like the end result.