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Angel of disaster

Soothe me. Urge my craves
Fulfill my sobriety
Driven to emerged highs
Lost in hope of
Descending one more time

Calm my trembling rumbling
Forfeitures that burn down
Insourceable reservoirs
Full of wet damp quenchers

The natural born killer
In each of us borne out
Of the insane dimension
That rules infinitely
Over the space of time
Over the space of distance
In longing and solitude

Needful to ease the lose
The soft pain of remembrance
Tonight is all I want
An angel of disaster
Calm in constitution
Bold in resolution

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