Training For Utopia Skin Like Winter
ashes to ashes dust to dust beautiful child turning into stone with your eyes so dim i shudder bitterness runs through your soul like small children confusion dances in the dusk of your mind exchange your blessings for deceptions good night kiss skin like winter cherished one fading away i can see your breath begging to resurrect into death hiding scars back laced with splinters audience of a congregation make your way to the front close your eyes and grieve you played your part so well.