Red clouds turning pink
Heart beating higher
Sun setting, I think
Upon an old fire
And here, far away
My mind nowhere near
The peace of that day
The cloud doesn't clear
My scream cannot rise
Above the haze of a dream
The ruins of lies
Ambient supreme
My heart collects dust
Becoming a toy?
In grace I must trust
To remain a real boy
God bless,
>P<
Joshua Fahey
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