thoughts bounce on the rocks
and time flips back
moonlight on smooth solitude
reflects cracks where the dead hide
.
heart beats with the old drums
roots weave thru trampled dreams
hands rise to claw the sky
strangle the breeze and ask why?
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Beauty of the rocks captured in its bareness....
wonderful¡¡¡¡¡¡¡
Tears find way to the ears
Thoughts race back in time
months of healing rendered undone
Cuz u re still mine?????
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