Bring your trends
Bring your dirt
Bring your baggage
.
You never had a friend like me
.
I promise
.
Lie in the bed that you made
I will inherit your shortcomings
.
Pain is as natural as the rain
.
I'll be there to weather it with you🌦
.
Don't fear to be alone
.

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The Long December
Voices diminished
Last embers
Extinguished

Animals gather
No more guns
Freed from Ashur
And his sons

Verdant hills
Evergreen
Concrete Jungle
In ruin

City of bones
Exposed
Nature's headstones
Arose

Here lies Us
Monsters of madness
No more

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you can hear it
in the stone lion's roar
see the horizon torn
by the eagles of war
slashed veins bleed ink
every word stained red
as bruised psyches
translate the languages of pain
into alliterate code



by Cindy Grundsten

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