The earth wire

I have looked at this linefor a long timeand now it is time to move on. In the valley of the sacred songwhere the choir rises with the sunand the chorus echoes off the hills it never fails to give me the chillsas if the sounds are dead soundbouncing off the dead ground look around…

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Unlaced

The times this page soaked up my hurt turning blue with the tear stained ink and you just smiled, but it was never meant to be read as poetry you should have read it as our personal tragedy…

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