I smashed the mirrors in my home
For they showed me not your face.
I razed my home to the ground
For it did not look like yours.
I burnt myself to ashes
For I did not feel like you.
A pile of ashes, now waiting
To be scattered by your breath.
For they showed me not your face.
I razed my home to the ground
For it did not look like yours.
I burnt myself to ashes
For I did not feel like you.
A pile of ashes, now waiting
To be scattered by your breath.
I don't have words..I don't want to disturb this pile of ashes with some disposable words..
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