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A Letter to a Witch
If life is poetry
and poetry is life,
we are all haunted
and hiding from the light.
We hide from our demons,
cowering from strife
but sometimes writing poetry,
we are one with the night.
I am on the outside looking in,
you are on the inside looking out.
This separation is a prison
as I gnaw at the bars of my cage.
I reach for you with rhyme,
you reach for life no longer blind.
An eternal chase for an immortal fire,
a moth to near the flame,
longing for the blistering pyre.
and poetry is life,
we are all haunted
and hiding from the light.
We hide from our demons,
cowering from strife
but sometimes writing poetry,
we are one with the night.
I am on the outside looking in,
you are on the inside looking out.
This separation is a prison
as I gnaw at the bars of my cage.
I reach for you with rhyme,
you reach for life no longer blind.
An eternal chase for an immortal fire,
a moth to near the flame,
longing for the blistering pyre.
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