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AJ Sep 2016
God peers down from towering heights
at the lawless land covered in the soot
of an anarchy so fine

Where dirt and dust
replace oceans of skin

Where smoke and ash
scoff at crystal skies

Where corpses in sheets
line asphalt roads

And musical men strike weary chords
in alleys wet with voiceless bards

Will death be proud to call broken names
while hungry vandals raze bleeding hills

Fear not this time
for there’s proof enough
that you will stand agape at the smoky forests
of concrete trees
in this flustering night
Mara W Kayh Sep 2015
All hearts bruise
But not all fester
And turn black
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AmberLynne Jul 2014
Ash
I'm the destroyer of your dreams.
I will sabotage us until
     there is nothing left to cling to.
And I will stand over
     our ashy remains,
Unable to contain my remorse,
     even though I walk through
     the pile left there
and leave bare footprints
     in my wake
     made from the soot of us.
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Wolf Irwin Jun 2014
Cold sweats and hot flashes,
Soot covered eye lashes,
Being as the time passes,
Separating from the masses,
Stone cold with a warm heart,
Lifes a show just playing my part,
Sprinting towards dusk from the dark,
One of a kind on Noah's ark,
Keep a stash of motivation,
Coupled with determination,
Collect my thoughts like condensation,
Seeing hope in this sightless nation,
Opportunes I've had a few,
Bowed my head at the churches pew,
Its all apart of this fresh view,
Each days a blessing to start a new.

— The End —