Hardened
Wind weathered dream severed
eyes hollow stare blankly out
rough seas washed away hopes
hardened hearts die
fragile souls cry
hastily built walls
stones tumble
broken in a blackened sky
masses filter the catacombs
steeple's raise notice
dropping down suddenly
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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