Hymnal Moths - Felt

Smoke skin, a reckoning
Time won't be unkind to you
Kissed dry, felt in eye
Visualized a life or two

Never scared, never warned
Coincide inside the whirl
Dirt left spilled fills our eyes
Child here nods and serpentines

Felt skin in promising
I have been unkind, untrue
Felt him beckoning
I would blind myself for you

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Hymnal Moths

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