TemptationA Poem by Ashlyn Olivia
Hear hollow angels sing
Falling weak to foreign kins Ship wrecked minds Starving souls Hearts made of pure coal Take not from me My sanity For it is the only thing I hold dearly Wishful night Dream today In between Bow head and pray Running cogs behind my eyes Precessing Categorizing Mountain sides What is worth the climb Spoken in miniature size It's not you nor I ""No Name" capitalized We hear the cry For salvation Defeat temptationTemp
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