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Frankie Fuller
Poems
Nov 2015
A Statue of Ashes
A Statue of Ashes
December 27, 2014 at 9:24pm
I was once lost in a moment of time
She was right behind me
I've tired to tell them
Sometimes...
It's always the same
There were once whispers
Behind my shadow
And it's always the same
She was right behind me
I couldn't tell them
Sometimes...
There are whispers
Behind my shadows
She wanted this world
And it's riches of illusions
The kingdom of Sodoma
The kingdom of flesh
It's always the same
She was right behind me
I've tired to tell them
But it's all the same
Of whispers behind my shadow
Sometimes...
It's always the same
Sometimes...
There are whispers
Behined my shadows
Ashes remain without her
Ashes remain unseen of your beauty
So clear as fallen leaves
As crumbled ruins unknown
Past present and future
Ashes remain without beauty
There was once Ashes behind me
There was once ashes behind my hands
My hands had once held the ashes of her shadows
Past present and future
There were once whispers behind my hands
She became a statue of ashes
Yet It's always the same
Her shadow was once behind me
Yet she became ashes as white as snow
She was once behind me
And it's always the same
For all my broken promises
Have become unto ashes
lost in halls of broken mirrors
One is free to leave it's cage
One can leave this shadow
Yet, It's all that she can't leave behind
Of her crumbled stateus of ashes
I have not looked back
Yet, I can feel her ashes on my hands
What have you done?
What have you become?
She was once so dear to me
Before she became a statue of ashes behind me
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Frankie Fuller
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