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Poetry

Each of my poems are their own entity, shaded in different hues and personalities. They are empathetic with many universal themes.

Ash

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by kirkpr19

by kirkpr19

I see a shadow,

trailing close in the black snow,

everywhere I go.

Clouding my view till I'm blind,

left with my ash covered mind,

body tainted head to foot,

as my lungs burn with the soot.