I need to feel your presence
find a way somehow
through a flame
or a hole
or a spirit
somehow
give me a sign
I'm fuming
this scream refuses
to leave my throat
my eyes turn pale
with your absence
I circumambulate
your sacred fire
but the demons desecrate it
swallow the sky
in a fury only you can summon
clear the grounds
I'll be born again
like a breakthrough
Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 2:11 AM UTC
I need to feel your presence
find a way somehow
through a flame
or a hole
or a spirit
somehow
give me a sign
I'm fuming
this scream refuses
to leave my throat
my eyes turn pale
with your absence
I circumambulate
your sacred fire
but the demons desecrate it
swallow the sky
in a fury only you can summon
clear the grounds
I'll be born again
like a breakthrough
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