Mouth full of ash.

August 29, 2017

You open your mouth the sun and spring fall out

My mouth parts show casing a raging winter and snow

I spit venom a desolate smog

You speak of beauty a method of change and good faith

But I am still winter unforgiving and harsh and you are summer full of mirth and good heart

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