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cinder and ash
i fucked it all up, didn’t i?
can what i did be undone?
i thought i held us firm
squeezed too hard
i’m left staring at the dust
it’s so much more painful
when i see your face.
prisoner to my own hades
my fires have burnt
cinder back to cinder
ash back to ash
a recycled mad chaos of sorts.
i wish i could tell you
i ache for you
doing so might char me further;
doing so might char you further.
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