Ashes
And as the smoke rose
There was no going back
And as the smoke rose
The ashes turned black
And as the smoke rose
The trees burned as well
And Standing before me was Satin and hell
As the smoke rose
There was no going back
So I lie in the ashes
Cold ashes of black
Copyright © Caitlin Dwinnell | Year Posted 2013
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