Wispy fingers drift through the sky
They reach out to grasp anything,
Just to stay a little longer,
They don't want to leave
And neither do I
Stealthy bodies glide down the slopes
Trying to run away
To stay alive
But they slip and flow through the cracks
Like all my dreams and hopes
Hungry mouths, hungry for more
Burning teeth
Scorching tongues
Deadly tempered, and self destructing
Like life, it will leave you scarred and sore
Crimson tears
Seeping through flesh
Can't be stanched
Too much loss
Everlasting fears
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