insatiable child
you are akin to a black hole
only seen when consuming
you’ve thrown yourself
to the wilds just to prove
you can beat back the wolves again
you’d open the door
to a plane in flight
just to feel the wind
on your burning flesh
you’ve gone so far
that you have to yell
to be known
Jan 16, 2020
Jan 16, 2020 at 10:23 AM UTC
insatiable child
you are akin to a black hole
only seen when consuming
you’ve thrown yourself
to the wilds just to prove
you can beat back the wolves again
you’d open the door
to a plane in flight
just to feel the wind
on your burning flesh
you’ve gone so far
that you have to yell
to be known
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