Frontal

He was older
After all years
A molten solder
In a desert
But his eyes
Demanding all cries
What remains
A cavern of peering eyes
He was older
After all years
A molten solder
In a desert
In a desert

One day inside of shells
Moonlight crushing
Pale dry hands
And mold became faith
One day inside of shells
Moonlight crushing
And mold became faith

One day inside of shells
Moonlight crushing
And mold became faith

Faith



Credits
Writer(s): Louise Kruszelnicki
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