Ashley burnam Biography

Shadows whisper in the dark of the night
Babies cry out in fright
They are afraid and only one thing
will wisk it all away.
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Sitting in my family’s cabin,
Stitching away at cloth.
My brother’s play, my mother prays,
My father shines his gun.
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Dancing dancing,
swaying my hips.
You wish you could see
the butterfly tattoo
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Looking upon a cloaded Castle
over the sea's of my sins
I can still see you.
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Spinning, spinning, spinning
This world is a blur.
I close my eyes as i continue to whirl.
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