wandering alone through
these memories,
i see that you were never
here.
and in
truth,
i really don’t care.
a shallow moon rises,
flooding this soul
with new magic.
faith rumbles
deep within,
lost
between twin
echoes of doubt
&
age.
lost,
but not forgotten.
a deep sun rises,
scorching this skin
with an ancient wisdom.
I am ready now.
ready
to surrender,
and
drown my pain
in
Destiny’s sweet embrace
and
burst forth triumphant,
ascendant,
and
decadent.
no.
you ain’t ready for this.
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