seat of my soul hidden inside me
secret
unknown
overlooked
for years layer upon layer accumulating
shadows in corners
creeping
spreading
overgrown
overshadowed feelings all tangled and snarled
lunar bloody eclipse
opaque
cloudy
forlorn
obscured silver linings so dark and dim
dawn proclaims a new day
silver
bronze
golden
awake and free i rise from my tomb of longing
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