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Stolen Graves

  • Writer: soltruthelementals
    soltruthelementals
  • Apr 10, 2018
  • 1 min read

I bury myself daily

Digging graves neatly

I lay myself down

Soul cloaked in earth

Stained with the blood of her

She dissolves

Feeding mothers veins

Eyes blossom as wild flowers

Seeing all that is

All that is her

Voice Returns

As wildfire flames

Devouring neatly tilled crops

I wonder if i will return

Depths of mourning

Children and Wombyxn

Who were buried

Before their graves were ready

The death i die every night

The life i lead

For the children and wombyxns stolen life

She

Mother of Earth

Mothers of wombs

Who move me


 
 
 

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