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Sep 2020
craving sustenance
i stumbled up on the high priestess of my desires
she has bring forth the things
that were dead inside of me
bringing to life
the parts of me i thought were lost
i can only repay her
by ripping away the strings to my heart
in order to tell her everything
i recite to her
it’s all just for you
i pray the things you’ve brought back
through your divination
don’t die
and don’t spoil
but flourish like your trance
Written by
mark soltero  23/M/Texas
(23/M/Texas)   
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