Resting upon the sway’s bet
We sit quietly for the sunrise
A hushed tone of dread is set
Blood chips and the raven cries
Our hands turn to blue stars in the night air
Vice-grip breaks the utter silence’s pain
The skeletons of trees in Death’s loving care
Forget the taste of the ice-caked rain
The sign of orange touches the cloudy sky
Caressing the scars in a tender insult
Desert sand kicked by a wind always fly
Straight through out hearts, a shredded result
Sunrise arrives, we held in the air
The wind warming skin
Colorful poison, reason to never care
Wandering souls of us, forever haunting within
Please tell me what you think
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Wow girly!
You've kept at it- and you're incredible!
