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Time passing all around in the air
Seemingly so without even a care

On the ground an empty turtle shell
Off to swim the vacant waterless well

Watching from inside the tree so hollow
The Pied Piper plays and they all follow

Staring blanks into that black hole sun
Marching prisioners from the lost race run

Hark the demons and how they do sing
Calling out unto the sacred buried things

Echoing reverb in the darkness so vast
Spiral downward crazy how it goes so fast

Searching for answers in all that's unsaid
But left speechless and one of the undead

Anticipating that strife and all the misery
Quietly awaiting amid all that haunts me

Counting the leaves while they do fall down
During the removal of such a gifted crown

Grasping fiercely stubborn for what I may
When all the cherished goods steal away

Screaming silence and left in the wake
As the mirror begins to crack and break

Turning to the darkest parts deep inside
Bravely I dig into that cesspool of pride

Bringing winter's bitter yet sweet icy cold
Touching the shards of glass ever so bold

But the shattered pieces turn into icy stones
And while bleeding among them I cry alone

Copyright by Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson

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