Burning Ink and Brushes

Silence The Epilogue

Save your prayers for them soaked tonight I fold
when warm blood turns to cold alone you stole
but what I never told,
broke my hands again,
gold was the price of death.
Hold your thoughts inside protected from greed.
Show me the way home.

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