WASHED OUT

Broken desires

are deserts without souls

thirsting for water

breathing hot air

spread across

cruel sands

 

they are beyond

faith and prayers

 

like promises unfulfilled

slipping through

broken fences

and over empty lots

 

each desire is a

passion of fire

 

the ashes become

answers

forming a new story


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