Life's Glossy Wound
Winter echoes down the highway
Screaming cars past my window
Dry thoughts rouse my eyes
In the quiet thunder of darkness
Ghosts whisper colors into my mind
Drowning dreams in deadly air
Sweat takes its last breath
And life’s glossy wound sings on
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