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Nov 2010
surrendering carbon to carbon

shedding this shell
dna to grass

dust to dust



carbon extentions keep on growing

the world keeps spinning

today it feels so slow



if life is dust, mist, nothing
then
let me cross that river

don't build me a bridge

give me a millstone and rope


i'll die that death, then
carry me to the table
bring me to the place
where I can gaze on nothing else


Your Crown. Your Eyes. Your Scars. Your Face. Your Love. Your Eternity.

nothing less



dying that death feels like life

feels like truth

feels like home

feels like breathing for the first time


-in and out, in and out-


every breath is a second chance

to say I love You

to say I need You

to say I want You

to say I'm Yours

to say nothing at all



-in and -"thank You"



finally evergreen
now, pass the milk and honey
Written by
sarah king
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