rebirth

horrified, traumatized eyes.

with the glooming gaze,

of the collapse, flawed sanctuary.

her eyes in trust of its quality. 

failing her from sternness,

her legs giving her direction,

without its hesitation,

towards a sanctuary built on reliance, 

into its questioning of its material.

willingly participating to spend nights there.

time has elapsed itself with embraceful thoughts,

her beliefs have shimmered in her eyes once more.

 

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