Burned soul (19th)

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I took a breathe
A deepest breath
Through this hurt, ached these pieces

Am to pm
This picture of us
Turned black and while
The two true colours of us

Preaching me, to forget
But outspread this love is

Make it hard or even harder
But remember darling, it has widespread

Drag me to my past but my soul has stuck in between

Capacitating it for yours since you threw it away
As if it was a paper, teared in pieces

Pick them or burn them
They won't stop shattering

Fight me or better let your demons
Despise me or better be my desire

Watch me, with fire in my hands
Scorching self to numb this pain
Yet self is dead to feel itself

Own my on, i should have burnt
But darling, you did it better

You
Did
It
Better

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