Hungry

Alacrity cuts me down inside
Longing folds up my lungs.
Behind a golem mask I hide
Carved with words I’ve always sung.

Do not worry, do not fear
They can’t see the lava inside you.
Pack away your blood and tears,
The loneliness swept in golden hues.

And sing alone.

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