Just not a randomly good day......

Rusty nails and cloaks of dust....
Chirping echoes of fading thirst....
Blanch me in cold memories .....
Strange memories of a stranger that i know....

She had my voice my eyes my skin...
With scales of dryness running down her legs....
Her hair grew out and chopped away....
And with those the boon of ignorance too......
So please.....
Blanch me in cold memories....
Strange memories of a stranger that i know......