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Ashes
Torn, yellowed pages
Smudged words, faded titles
Do they mean anything to you?
Coarse between my fingertips
Delicate and aged
My life in a lullaby
Sorrow, Joy
Indifference
Ashes in the breeze
Past, Present, Destiny.
Please free me
Fall from my wrists
And turn to ashes
Ashes in the breeze
Smudged words, faded titles
Do they mean anything to you?
Coarse between my fingertips
Delicate and aged
My life in a lullaby
Sorrow, Joy
Indifference
Ashes in the breeze
Past, Present, Destiny.
Please free me
Fall from my wrists
And turn to ashes
Ashes in the breeze
Published 12th Jun 2012
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12th Jun 2012 6:07am
went quick from yellow pages to ashes had to reread to get it
bit if you organize a little more you could be fairly good
bit if you organize a little more you could be fairly good
12th Jun 2012 7:34am
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4th Nov 2015 5:47pm
Movements are quick with tender vengeance. An enjoyable splurge of technique. Keep Grindin CAOS737
