You can take her out of religion but you can’t take the religion out of her.

Sad days When I am in the gossamer web of sad days Calendars and diaries list but sad days Pining for a quick thrill to break my silent heart Did I cherish the raw power of my mad days? Tell the bees we are leaving our grown lawn behind Psychopomps make honey tales from what we had days A dart, a song, a bark, a breath, a dig, a yawn That's how nature's divine council shake off bad days Bobby has walked this path and knows the valley well What goes down will rise again on glad days

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My tears touch the ground, The mind embraces solitude. I have lost the relationships I once won, Forgotten the sorrows of my heart. No longer will I protect the empty hearts of others, It’s time to turn my own mind into a solid stone.

Autumn Fallen leaves and evergreens stood Shrouded by gusts of air Tingling the skins of passers-by Ever so slowly The days spun Colder and colder Progressing with the stars And eternal as the sun may be Resorting to hide Behind the looming gray For a breath from exhaustion The scents of burnt coffee beans Fills the streets Filled my lungs Flooding the hollow part of the heart Where the sun once was