r a w l u s t
drinking in wine and heat
and oxygen
gnawing at the insides, propagating til it’s slipping out through every crevice
selfish, all encompasing,
r a g i n g d e s i r e
molten lava
bursting
cooling
hardening into
new land
new wants
new thoughts
same old mistakes bathed in
new light
laughing from the bridge at drowned insecurities
everything in technicolor for the first time
is it wrong to want to feel alive?
hands tied, legs free.
Hayden Winston 
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