Summers Dying Fast (Written in one of my darker moments)

[Glamtrash]

being revised.

[Glamtrash]

References:

Nazarene: Jesus Christ.

Talons: Something similar to an animals claw.

Wrest: To take away by force.

Askew: With disapproval, scorn, contempt, etc.

[Brah-Vo]

Very deep, good structure.

Your very talented.

[Haz]

Through acrid clouds of summer flies
The garden swells with a thousand more wise
Forever flung to celestial dreams
Clawing at the grave of the dead Nazarene

I watch the storm approaching
The darkness calls my name
The trees are growing restless
They feel the season change
Their fruit has putrified
Forbidden once and bound to die
The thread of life lies severed
On the brink of paradise

Grinning winds of hate unfurled
Dash towers tall that grip the sun
Talons stretch her veil
Reclamation, our time has come...

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