Slowly dying,
Kill me now,
Pain is seething,
Die somehow.
Bury my heart,
Chain down my soul,
Ripped apart,
Death takes its toll.
Nothing left here,
Scatter my ashes,
Guilt in each tear,
As my life passes.
8/1/09
All I Am Is Scattered Ashes
Posted by D.A.L. at 10:19 PM
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