Saturday, October 9, 2010

Ashes home












Till my last
I lust a fire
That eats my most
Dreadful are desires
Dry den dreams
Now stack my vein
That lingers life
Let it rust
And peak my pains
Least my home
Cease my steps
For easy wither
Intense impulse
Let's wipe weathers
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