Saturday, 12 May 2018

My world, my home, my loves, my memories



For every pass 
Of this moon 
Embers wait 
Commune 
A dawn's harvest 

Spores 
Burrowing 
Ash 
Covering 

My world 
My home 
My loves 
My memories 

So tell me how I've come so far 
Repression of memories 
Behind a door best kept shut 
Suppression of daily deeds 
A crushing venom weeping 
Into these hands 
A plague upon a frame 
Growing on the inside 
Withering a simple sullen home

Plague upon the frame 
Crawling from within 
Simple sullen home 
Withering away 
Locked behind a door 
Of secrets best kept shut 
Crushing venom wept 
Right into the hands 
Plague upon the frame 
Crawling from within 
Withering away 
Simple sullen homes 

Won't you play 
Your trumpet well 
Gabriele 

Let this go 

Won't you play 
Your trumpet well 
Gabriele 

And pray that I can rest

Spores 
Burrowing 
Ash 
Covering 

Spores 
Burrowing 
Ash

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