Jul 2015
From ash and bale
bones splintered
souls raving
to fields of asphodel.
Dance by and by
spin an echoing moan
dip in scenes of the past
the shades waltz.
bones splintered
souls raving
to fields of asphodel.
Dance by and by
spin an echoing moan
dip in scenes of the past
the shades waltz.
(United States)
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