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Bones Beneath Ash

Blown by kisses from a brisk bitter wind Light shimmer falling, gathering of sin Chosen few, but many bow low Before ever knowing how to bestow Living inside a dream kept hidden Loose leaf notes, words went unwritten Candle lit hallways, grim and so cold Shivering the skin, unmasking my bones Ever present, smoke fills the dry air Clandestine skies, now everywhere Passing through me like brown brittle wood Bursting these seams, with bombing allure The ash begins to burrow, finding it's way to light Ending of sorrows, ending it's plight Long gone yesterdays Newly made 'morrows Bones beneath ash The dirt always follows.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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