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Eventhorizon6 — Sentient
Published: 2014-09-04 18:37:11 +0000 UTC; Views: 119; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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Ashes, there were ashes in my mouthAnd residue on my ribcage
Where the brick mortar had fallen
From that division on level one.
Black, my eyes were black with the
Night of no stars reflected back
A duplication of the maelstrom void
That hid the audacious chronicle.
Cold, my skin was cold from
Rotted organs and decaying wisdoms
Where bones cracked and
Stories gusted into lost memories.
Dusty, my heart was dusty and
Cobwebbed with undisclosed sores
Fear was preliminary and the salves
Forgotten while heaviness pressed
Down...
...
Animated, I am animated with gold
Fingertips that brush metaphoric surfaces
Furnished in soft remembrances while
Words burn holes through paper doubts
Sentient, I am sentient
Because I remember
What it means to be
Alive.
