Eyes deep beneath the debris

Eyes deep beneath the debris

A Poem by winter;lyra

They're on to me

The divine hand fell on me
Leveled the mind
Thus stuck my time at this dream

At this flattened land
I am the stone under hundred degrees to my brethren
Hidden deep
Deep beneath debris
Piercing eyes lashing tight
Rashing my wounds
Stretching my looms



© 2017 winter;lyra


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Added on July 28, 2017
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