Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
The blood has dried out…
The Song has ended…
Hurt me if you must!
The Guilt of Attachment
mixed with the Anger of the Past
Contaminated with Fingers of Blame
poisoned with Hidden Hatred
The King has fallen
and War has begun
He whispered his last breath to her
but nobody listened
I have been silent
Yet inside me screams
United we stand,
Divided we fall,
But how is it possible
when the pieces are broken
when the puzzles are
never completely solved.
Each rules each own
Different Worlds
Waiting….
Lost in the labyrinth of words
Of catharsys
Crying….
With their tormented souls
If only the Spirit can talk
STOP!
This was not what he wanted….
STOP!
This Must End Now.
How frustrating could it be
To be the Ash.
—11th Child
11:38pm
Cerritos, CA
03/09/2017
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