Seeds scattered on parched soil,
Dust choking,
bare to breathe,
Raw to the hands that bleed,
Ashes grasped burning a hell,
Hourglass timed,
deception...
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Seeds scattered on parched soil, Dust choking, bare to breathe, Raw to the hands that bleed, Ashes grasped burning a hell, Hourglass timed, deception... Author noteshttp://larafairie.deviantart.com/art/Everything-you-touch-62413777 A contest entry
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