SILENCE HOLDS
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Ignited by
That icey blaze
A habit beast
Will always change
Wilted flowers,
Cornered aim
Guide his arrow
Toward what remains.
Solemn travelers
Carry blame
Walking trails
Don’t fit in frames
All that cause
You followed down
The thought of sinking ships to ground
Ghostly past
Not taught you much
So hollow voice,
Or You gave up
Thought of gold sanctions mortar fire
Shells get bigger and the ships getting tired
How we feel is so worth watching
People pleasing
Always talking
Aching bodies
Constant flocking
We the World
They the plotting
Seek this flame
Or man keeps stopping
Right?
