Your Throat

A world of light,

of life and delight.

A place I can not be.

Something I'll never see.

To the dark winds my soul was scattered.

My body burnt,

and my ashes churned.

Here I was cast.

Into a world cold and dark.

Covered in mold, and dreams broke.

Shadows awoke, stirred and choked.

My world is like something caught.

  In your THROAT...

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