The healing hand marks blue
As it touches your skin
The aura so fine
You wouldn’t know it was really death
As the fire draws thin
Life goes by
Never knowing grace
As the sun shines down
Warming its path
You sleep to dream
And dream of peace
Though you will never know
Hope is all we have
Grasping like life to what we will never know
Comments
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Whoa. I love this. It just draws you in after the first couple of lines and all plays out in the back of your head. Short but deep great write.
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Thanks a lot. : )
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