Jan 20, 2015, 10:58 AM
Undoing
Maybe it is I after all,
who chose this life
to watch time dissolve
flesh and stone,
undoing this body,
turning it slowly into ashes
carried by the wind
on invisible wings
Hold fast
to every heart beat,
to every strike
of the hands of time, ...
who chose this life
to watch time dissolve
flesh and stone,
undoing this body,
turning it slowly into ashes
carried by the wind
on invisible wings
Hold fast
to every heart beat,
to every strike
of the hands of time, ...
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