Thursday, November 1, 2012

I will give you an open room
the walk begins
I will close your door if that's what you want
carry on and cringe without me
I know what this means
the journey is wide, long and lonesome
but it is mine
you crushed the stone
when the wall called your name
and you listened again
the smoke unravels towards my mane
there is no melting bone
because I never saw you again
eyes come open
and ready to go
the walk begins

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