2/1/10
In The Place That Lays Beyond
By Kira Fahrenheit


My heart is full of dead people
But I won’t let them out.
I keep my memories inside,
Won’t let them fly, let them drift away
Or take shape, shared with others
Where lights dance pyroclastic;
Alive and iridescent, mirrors of light and fire
That reflect life on the face of death
Memories of flesh hiding age, hiding rot.
Hiding truth; a blind solace
You cannot touch,
Cannot love.

My heart is full of dead people.
But I’ll always keep my memories inside.


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Kira lives in the desert with her father and her brother. She loves fixing things, making things, and going for long walks with her cousin. She also loves airplanes, the bigger the better!
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