Silent Thoughts Make Their Jaws Drop
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I have no wings only cold feet of clay
And I'll never touch the farthest round sky
Days come quickly and pass along the way
Forgotten and silent, no one asks why
My dreams will never be rendered again
They all died in the hollow of my mind
As fragments dispersing from my dried skin
Tattered reminders that were left behind
I lay in blackest earth that I defend
Where darkness rules and only bones survive
While soil covering grows thick, I pretend
My bones are found, to show I was alive
I'll dissolve, only time will oversee
And lay silent still, remembering me
contest.. make their jaws drop
Copyright © Frederic Parker | Year Posted 2016
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