Burning

by zariieee   Jan 7, 2009


There's this fire you can't see,
it's burning the f---k out of me.
Spreading like wild fire through every organ,
shriveling everything into dust.

My heart was first to go,
withered away and nothing but ashes left.
The tears I cry aren't enough to put the fire out,
I must drown.

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