Christopher Wellbelove
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Fists Turned to Ashes

Maybe I should have come to your funeral
Watch you coffin fade from view
Watch the smoke rise from the chimney
Exstingiushing all you were
And be close when those fists
That had caused so much pain
Turned to ash

So certain can never beat me again

Christopher Wellbelove
8 October 2007

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