Wednesday, January 1, 2014

ashes.

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so i keep it safe,
in a box, locked,
away from people.

the ashes i collect
from time, from 
falling, from languish.
until it full, until that
time come;

i will throw it all
in the ocean, to be 
eaten by the sea.

those ashes ; of those
feeling and memory and
people and bridges that
i burn, that turn into 
ashes of hate.

will drown deep beneath
the sea, and be forgotten.

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