smoldering flesh soaked with nectar
cringe at the black crow that surrounds my bones
cotton mouth and sand in between my toes
every step deeper into this desert
the storm is coming
death simmers at my door
do i open the door
or be no more
death is not the end but the beginning of beginnings
invincible ill take the leap
open the door and sleep
sleep sleep sleep............
LOVE it friend!!
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