Death Valley

All out of blood,

no more to shed


All out of tears,

nothing left to give


Dried up and course

the sands of time continue to take


Once a beautiful lake,

where life would congregate


But the birds barely chirp now;

just passing through


and the Morning dew

evaporateing so quick


and the air that is hot

making it hard to think


makes me feel suffocated

by the change that has taken place






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