Blossom In a Stye
Such a beautiful mind, lone blossom in a stye.
One too many times taunting the tempest's ledge.
Now the muse wears a crown of his ashes.
Caulked memories to fill the holes of her life.
Your fireflies have brightened the crags of time.
While all the pretenders pretended to listen.
Now it's painfully clear that they just didn't.
Now your final wish is a cryptic gift to the sky.
Our stark walls are decorated with your spirit.
Along with a dream catcher and the keeper of stars
Garnished in the pigment of famished petroglyphs.
Your soul, making paths to the center of our heart.
Your life was brief but much deeper than a sad lesson.
I believe you're deserving of a place in heaven.
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