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By: Cally2001~.

cally2

Today, I surrender to the dust,
this mass heap at my feet.
Fresh are the imprints that
taunt my soul as if
still being trampled upon.
.
You cradled my heart,
humbled my purpose,
turned my breath molten
with your wanting words.
.
You entered a chamber of my mind,
held its long forgotten occupants
in the palm of your hand until
it charred your fingers, then
burned your flesh to the bone.
.
Tomorrow, memories
will slip through my fingers
to fill the void where
comfort once rested and
dust was whole.
.
©
Orania Hamilton
Cally2001