Song for a Heartsick Soul by Isilme_among_the_stars  

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Song for a Heartsick Soul


I long to take myself apart

‘Neath flesh what lies beneath?

Black as mire? Or gold yet hides,

Deep in that secret place?

 

Once a heart lay singing there

Pure life, and wonder and light

Its sanguine beat I fear has ceased

Ash its sole remains

 

Yet I prick and burn with shame

Perhaps a small and flick’ring flame

Yet in that secret place remains

And I am not yet all decay.


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