Children of the AshesA Poem by Miss Bloom
Words are naught but ashes on our tongues
Blown behind us From icy wind once buried in the lung Fallen like the snow Footprints left untraceable Children lost, no where to go And I hope for them to reignite A fire we've long since put out I hope the children choose to write
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Added on November 4, 2014 Last Updated on November 4, 2014 AuthorMiss Bloomspring, TXAboutWarning: I'm 12 so don't judge to harshly! What is life? Easy it's : "EardrumBreaking, WorthMyTime" kind of music, poems that give me... something, crazy people, food and laughter :D What is the bes.. more..Writing
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