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December 5, 2019
By NothingMoreCruel BRONZE, Waxhaw, North Carolina
NothingMoreCruel BRONZE, Waxhaw, North Carolina
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Favorite Quote:
The sky got red and swollen, I guess we never see the signs
There can't be songs for every soldier, there can't be solace everytime you cry
-Dermot Kennedy


Hands together, maybe we'll learn to love
For now I'll just hold down all hope
Heart tender, how eager to shun
Drawn are the beasts to it's smoke

It's a ruin, watch cities burn down
Towns all with frauds as their king
Well it's paper, the sky to the ground
And Tattered or torn are it's sheets

Shattered or shorn, what a frivolous pick
Either way thrown out from heaven
mountains of days, with an Exodus swift
How is a match such a weapon

Am I safe in the arms of my grief?
All of the love was of glass
Listen close to this breath which I breathe
I fear it may be my last

I need to learn to love the snow


The author's comments:

Paper is about lost loves and having to leave behind things that couldn't last.


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