searing
Burning
lighting my core
you cut
twisting, turning
leaving no spot..
the screaming in my soul it can’t be whole..
I want to soar
touch the sky
feel the sun
till I’m high..
in my eyes you’d see the
sunshine till it made you cry
if your wanderlust settled
you’d stay awhile..
A tale we could tell
you’d know me well..
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