Caged

Veins of ice can change to veins of liquid fire in a moments notice – my flesh tells a story of life & lines from days of sweat & heat like the lines in a map that are rivers but not – the dead call out to me they beckon come & join us it is peaceful in the nothing that is left – peaceful in the void – I do not want peace I want war that rages into the night angry & seething.

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