photo by spayun
Webs
by Pam Kesterson
Caught in the webs of confusion,
An entanglement I’ve severed before.
Longing to once again free from
The choking,
Agonizing pain.
Desiring to fill the void
With an indestructible solution,
An impenetrable shell.
The only accessible entry,
Becomes the purity of the Creator.
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