My love is burning itself to ashes. I am consumed. I awake
begging to forget the colour of your eyes. I detest the memory of my hand in
yours. Your lips have poisoned me.
You pull me like the moon pulls the tides and I am hopeless,
helpless, haphazardly clinging to the shore.
It’s all I can muster to whisper, stop, in my sleep.
I tremble like a leaf in your hurricane. I will you to forget
my face.
I lay like a child on my side. A mountain range is rising
from my spine. You are running down my face like hot blood.
You kissed my lips as you drenched me in gasoline. Without looking
back, you strike a match.
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