DIS-ASTER

intrudesite

Flickering  light in that room

fear spread like an oily  liquid

that sticks

I stubbed out the light from my bare hands

So that I wont be seen nor see

Hands did not burn till I heard your voice like a caress

Ocean did rise like a natural disaster……

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