down along a spiral staircase
and bury them among the dead.
When the bones of our past have risen,
we will know its time to part again.
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2 comments:
wow - quite a powerful little pill. great images. enjoyed.
the tomb of my past has opened and the stale breath of disdain permeates my senses
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