LLY

Her licence plates suggest she's young...
They also state, her name is Lily,
Her daddy bought the car, he loves her, really...
As do we all,
'cuz she's so pretty!

Cinders of creation

The hallowed heart...
Unfinished prayers,

We find our strength
In turning death to life,
Emaciated spirits,
Marble eyes,
Withhold the truth
Like knots to cutting knife...

Ignite the pires,
Set the fires high,
'Till burns the ever cobweb laden sky...

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...for up above,
they shimmer, every night,
The cinders of creation
Still alight...