• wolfgirlpoetry 6w

    The calling so silent
    Truth buzzes on the surface
    Can you hear it
    Drumming in my ears
    Can you see it
    Redeeming the impulse
    Conquests for the blessed
    And my fortune has perished
    Can you feel it
    Predicting snow shadows
    On dimly lit parking lots
    Can you taste it
    Lungs sting and swell
    And you can breathe it

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    Salvation

    The calling so silent
    Truth buzzes on the surface
    Can you hear it
    Drumming in my ears
    Can you see it
    Redeeming the impulse
    Conquests for the blessed
    And my fortune has perished
    Can you feel it
    Predicting snow shadows
    On dimly lit parking lots
    Can you taste it
    Lungs sting and swell
    And you can breathe it
    ©wolfgirlpoetry