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ASHES
Ashes fall like a delicate kiss of gray that fades away into the mist of old and new dreams _opalkoi
The cauldron on the hill burnt up the poems
now nothing but ashes _windsong_133
Ashes of fury and passion to melt into the souls of mortals
below and live again by pen and scroll. _opalkoi
And the poet trys to piece again the unknown story that was never told of ashes burning in his heart and soul. _windsong_133
The cauldron on the hill burnt up the poems
now nothing but ashes _windsong_133
Ashes of fury and passion to melt into the souls of mortals
below and live again by pen and scroll. _opalkoi
And the poet trys to piece again the unknown story that was never told of ashes burning in his heart and soul. _windsong_133
Published 16th Mar 2012
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16th Mar 2012 11:40am
