From my dust you came
To dust you have returned
Taking away that part of me
And leaving only a void

I watch you rising into the night sky
You arms spread wide to welcome a new light
My dreams are turbid, my thoughts are wild
This acidic blame that burns my insides

What strange journeys shall you undertake?
Across unmarked and hollow ground
Or will you simply disappear
A phantom child accusing me
I see your hands rotting to dust
Even as mine grow old
A tiredness that reeks of death
Even as I live under the weight of blame

To soothe your calloused hands
Would take a thousand years
I would hold your calloused hands
And soothe your crushing fears

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