the witches portal.

in hoveled abyss 

at preachers edge

lay i in squalid 

need,

still hobbled by

your lack of self

and worlds of thoughtless 

greed..

between soft rocks 

of hardened hearts

and blame 

no longer found,

I grab at straws 

to find my heart 

and claw 

at empty ground..

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