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miscarried love will be reborn
by Lindsay Sanders[we are volcanoes]
moments of breakthrough happen always
on the darkest days like a sigh in the night,
a release of all that must be burned away.
[we are volcanoes]
heat & light bleed through the ash & overgrowth,
melt the cold, hard chains around my waist-
i accept the death that is to come.
[we are volcanoes]
look now! the sky is cleared
life is now erupting from death,
and tomorrow a garden will bloom
from fertile soil. 03/16/2008 Author's Note: i stole the title and from a sleeping at last song. listen to them if you never have before.
Posted on 03/16/2008
Copyright © 2024 Lindsay Sanders
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