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A mass faintly arises into the morning sky
Turning grey as it spreads and dissolves
Smelling of burning earth
Makes me wonder as to what has been burnt
I can only imagine the heat that dries out your face the second you stand near it.
I can only think about how far down that heat penetrates
That heat reminds me of the fire that is no longer mines in my body.
The fire that has been spreading and slowly dissolving.
The earth hasn’t burned here, its my sense of self and my belonging.
Its that pride that I take in everything I do and say.
Sometimes you just want to surrender your soul.
To whomever wants it, to do what they want with it.
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Posted by eartheagle on 2008-07-04 10:28:11 | Rating: | Views: 22
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