Consumed

on

Here is my deepest secret

I died long ago

I died and felt into hell

The flaming well

There, I was consumed by emptiness

Murdered over and over again by despair

Then, I walked, for miles into eternity

Until one day you call me to face my destiny

With a kiss, you brought me back

For a second I forgot what is to be tattooed black

But the wounded spirit can’t be healed completely

It’s just waiting to keep crumbling nicely…

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