Post by strangeclouds on Oct 26, 2004 1:44:34 GMT -5
"Shine," she said.
But you- are the dust
on my shoulders.
Not ashes-
but dust.
Fire...
no more-
will you build.
These winters,
have been here-
since you left.
no longer the sun-
but-
the snow.
no. longer. rising.
Because snow...
always-
falls.
But you- are the dust
on my shoulders.
Not ashes-
but dust.
Fire...
no more-
will you build.
These winters,
have been here-
since you left.
no longer the sun-
but-
the snow.
no. longer. rising.
Because snow...
always-
falls.