ritual destruction

he came from the cellar
spread his giant arms
extended his sharp talons
I ripped my youth apart

crawling painfully
forward I must go
fueled by defeats
I raged through the storm

now standing defiantly
on the shoulders of past destructions
left behind by foolish rituals
I become the snow storm

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