I really hope that something burns in me,
Something like a volcano coming to life, letting off wisps of steam and rumblings in the prelude to the explosion,the pressure building until it cannot be contained as the hot fluid shoots upwards and in turn,
Burns all the pain that has been haunting me,
Ever since you chose to leave.
- Author: Job Welime ( Offline)
- Published: February 16th, 2022 11:45
- Category: Love
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Comments3
I felt the emotion in this one. The volcano image was so apt for your purpose and love is a complex soul. Kudos! 👍💖
Thanks dear poet
Keep praying for comfort Job,it will come, healing begins with God
I really hope the expiration date for pain to be brought forward, because it really seems too long.
I know,hang in there Job
❤
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