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Salvation






Salvation

Charred.
A blackened mass of flesh.
Beaten, battered, bruised.
A writhing imposter -
stamped to your chest.

Burning
it shreds through your veins
You can't get it out.
it pulsates, writhes a beating drum
pleading to be heard.
it placates when you look away.
if you don't look it doesn't exist -
but it always comes back.

Consuming. Ravenous.
In your head.
Tearing through your thoughts.
Poison in your blood.
You can't get it out -

Until. Blinding.
A shimmering light
Implodes through the twilight,
Surpassing a dwindling Sun.
A salvation corroding that
Rusted organ that wails to
Breathe 'Allahu' once again.

Healing.
That salvation that stirs the
Longing of love that buried itself
So deep within you
It ceased to exist.

Renewing. Purifying.
Fighting the fire of neglect with
The fire of hope.
The salvation that gives solace
In the dark of the night
That triggers the tears in your eyes,
The repentance on your lips. 

Burning
Through your veins with the
All consuming rapture of Him,
Knowing that this time
You are whole and that
Blinding light - that salvation
Has pulled you from the
Darkness of yourself.
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