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journey

cold feet
side walk
fast pace
wet cough

winter is following me
and the sinking ship
still swallowing sea
is calling to me

the middle of the earth
has requested my presence
i require the aid of death
i stand relentless

follow the rabbit hole
to the bottom of the world
safe and warm in the core
time begins to curl

no teeth in the mouth of a furnace
cradle my neck, caress, careless
the dark
holds my hand
the dark fire
holds my breath

emerge from the depths
pure gold
lick your lips, you're hollow
sold soul
Written by forgodsake
Published | Edited 24th Oct 2014
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