I feel like there's a heartbeat to your words. I love this.
Blood red on stark ivory As the last burdens of my heart Elope onto smooth keys And are molded into song. It rushes out my fingers, The dam is broken The melody is gone A stranger's horror now. Emptiness, And all creatures shy away From this place with no water. The final breeze rolls through, The levee turns to sand and drifts away As the dust thickens, And the dry earth cracks, I crumble. |
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