Burns Of The Third Degree
i don't think you know
just how much
smoke i breathed or
how many burns i suffered.
But the blame is always with me.
i stayed too long in
a house that was always
destined to burn down
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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