Like Clinging to Shale
By alesana
and so tonight I lie
alone in an icy room
surrounded by the scent
of broken autumn leaves
you were torn from me
ripped
from my very soul
by the tendrilly grip
of injustice and fate
the joke of hatred manifest
cursed to burn forever
I
slash the impurities away
with blood and pain release
by
morn we'll be together
wordless breaths collide
the soil of the
After
inviting us inside
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Copyright 2012 Meg Owens
Published on Sunday, February 19, 2012.
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"Poetry"