Walking coffin.
From his mouth is
the sound of stolen
souls wailing.
From his bones,
where once a
heart beat, lip serving
peace and change
paradoxically
becoming the warning
that begs for change
and peace.
Jun 9, 2020
Jun 9, 2020 at 11:00 AM UTC
Walking coffin.
From his mouth is
the sound of stolen
souls wailing.
From his bones,
where once a
heart beat, lip serving
peace and change
paradoxically
becoming the warning
that begs for change
and peace.
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