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Dec 2017
You were ashes, you were dust
like a burning wind
for my greedy lust
You see me begging in the night
crawling and crawling
searching for the light,
the sound of the steel and thunder will eco in my mind
be careful what you might find
Take me in the dark sea,
cut my life, you do belong with me
easy come, easy go,
rivers continue with their flow.
Written by
James Rosencrantz  22/M
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