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Scatter the ashes that have become steady flesh Before someone collects them to bury the remains in a false cemetery Scatter them quickly into the flowing rivers and high up in the skies I am parallel to their world; I am the closest to death Ligaments and veins that was once compelling Supreme yet a puppet to garrulous demons An artistic treasure box of limited oxygen Fell victim to powerless witnesses that chose to keep their silence When our bodies collapse and our hearts expire Revive my breath with visitations and flowers Although I am now a river and a turbid sky I am parallel to your world yet I am right here by your side n.j.
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
When Our Bodies Collapse and Our Hearts Expire
Scatter the ashes that have become steady flesh Before someone collects them to bury the remains in a false cemetery Scatter them quickly into the flowing rivers and high up in the skies I am parallel to their world; I am the closest to death Ligaments and veins that was once compelling Supreme yet a puppet to garrulous demons An artistic treasure box of limited oxygen Fell victim to powerless witnesses that chose to keep their silence When our bodies collapse and our hearts expire Revive my breath with visitations and flowers Although I am now a river and a turbid sky I am parallel to your world yet I am right here by your side n.j.
https://perennialink.wordpress.com/2015/10/17/when-our-bodies-collapse-and-our-hearts-expire/
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Oct 17, 2015
Oct 17, 2015 at 7:12 PM UTC
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