• poetryfromsoul 21w

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    Burnt Soul

    2 bottles champagne
    1 plate roasted cashews,
    I ordered, to extinguish
    the hot lava eating my intestine

    /Boiling emotions
    Burnt peace
    Dried throat
    Helpless mouthpiece /

    Bloating heart
    stumbling digestion track
    slashed unuttered words
    a dead body, reek curse.