If Only I Wasn't Made Of DustA Poem by AehrIf only I wasn't made of dust, The rays of the sun wouldn't pass Through my soul and show- Everything broken inside me. The scars wouldn't bleed out light, And the night wouldn't be my comfort. The stars above, burning to death, Wouldn't taunt me. For what I am made of, Is the remains of their ashes. Lifeless, lustrous, ruined shards, And hence nothing of my own. Nothing-but dust. Never quite dying, never quite alive. If only I wasn't made of dust... It wouldn't hurt so much.
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5 Reviews Added on August 16, 2014 Last Updated on August 17, 2014 AuthorAehrAspiring for fearlessnessAboutTrying to keep my words alive. Find me on Instagram: aehr_x more..Writing
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