bless me till
my bones crumple and fade
dust to be thrown to the wind
a name made of only letters
each to be placed on your tongue
Break me now
and say your goodbyes
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The phoenix is a songbird
PoetryThese are my favourite poems from my book The phoenix is a song bird, they are split into three sections with the overall theme "rising from the ashes" Im posting them here to see peoples reactions and gain some feedback before I attempt publishing...
