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Ash

Jun 27, 2017MattLeave a comment

Your spirits splash
As ash
Washed away by the rain
After rings of smoke
From your lips
Forget their origins
And the stories
that once radiated
Through your limbs
Have snapped
Broken into orchards of bones

Poetryash, bones, cigarettes, poet, Poetry, skin, smoke, snapped, writing
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