Sunday, July 19, 2015

All The Degrees

The cry of a soul
As the sun burns 
And scalpels flay
And scraps are tossed 
To hungry wolves
The crush of a thousand truths
That finding each piece 
Seems impossible
A pin prick of light 
And a whisper of promise
Makes it shift
The cry becomes 
One of joy instead 

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