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Falls of Bleeding

Pull back from the brink of war - as flames rise higher and higher
A mothers heart aches for her child -
Once a tendril in her bones - watching as might drifts toward need -
Dismantled ideas becomes a resting place for unknowing -
Palms held together - beseech the whales song - breach
Crash toward catastrophe - peril of rage cast toward arisen sunrise -
I kiss your charred cheek - lest you never remember my soft hand -
Uniformed masters find way into any unwelcome dark hiding place -
Hidden from yourself - a young boy knows he likes to dream big -
A fire of rapture engulfs misguided strength - where will you go now -
Hunted become hunted - hostile take down of self exploration -
You meant to wrap the world in ribbons of hope - now a hostage to falls of bleeding -
Lost souls - all of us tramp forward - blindly forgetting -
Your mother - misses you.

~Linden
The Bone Lines