The Crisp Burnt Of My Past

I decided to take a wander through the chambers of my heart

Where I would learn more about my past, present and future,

I would be surprised at what I may find, hear, see and taste

Information important and necessary for my heart to nurture.

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I began my wander through each chamber, viewing the landscape

As I headed towards a distant hill I could feel my feelings blast,

Off into the distance, somewhere behind the hill, continuous pain

The screams of my demons as they were blasted into my past.

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Over to the right I see a snow capped mountain, towering high

And standing on the summit, a pure snow white cat is howling,

He blends well with his white coat against the snowy mountain

Only his howl giving away his position, as he continued prowling.

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To the left was a loud explosion, as lightening struck a large tree

Fireworks cascading up into the sky as the tree burst into flames,

Burning flames reaching for the starlit skies, raging at the night

Picture perfect the brutality of its force, the trees heart it claims.

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There is a smaller fire off in the distances, embers burning low

I wander closer to see a crisp burnt of my past rising from the ashes,

Bottle in hand, slurred cooing as it is reborn, too drunk to stand

It spreads its shadow clumsily, tries hard to take flight and crashes.

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I look closer at the chambers of my heart and get the shock of my life

Because it is my feeling I can hear behind the distance hill you see,

As I am also the howling cat on the mountain, and the burning tree

Plus it is I, the crisp burnt of my past, rising from the ashes of me.

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