Fire dances on my skin,
Tears evaporate from my cheeks.
Air so thick and gray.
It paralyzes my lungs,
And chains me to the floor.
Your arms wrap around my frailty,
And pull me from soot and rubble.
You dust my lashes off,
Peel my lids back,
And sweep the ashes from my hair.
Somehow I knew,
You would answer my prayer.





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