Hold on


When she was in Limbo,
there was a crescendo
and then, a crash.
They said her core was mountain ash
but she was dead.
and all there was to see was red.
smash, smack, clatter clang clunk.
there went the tree trunk.
I am undone.
hit me with a machine gun.
if you love someone,
keep them close.
she was a wild rose
now all she does is decompose.
and i am left looking through the window,
straight into Limbo.


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