she was a forest fire, now she's just the spark from a lighter. what did you do to her? i can see it in her eyes that she is not alright.
she was up in flames but now her fire is blown out. your air was so strong, and now she's breaking down.
i want to break you like you broke her. i want to turn your dust storm into a gust of wind, or cut your hands off so you can never hurt someone again.
i want to see her smile the way she use to. i want to hug her like we use to, without her being scared of fire touching fire.
i will put your body in flames. i want you to be ash, and you'll become the ash you made her. because you stole her fire and you stole her life and now she's just tired and it hurts to fight.
so we will block your wind with the wall. we will block your words however we can. we will break your heart like you broke hers and cut your fingers off and call you slurs. because you hurt someone as innocent as her.
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Writings
PoetryAnything and everything. Most of it is bad. I wrote most of it when I was like 12 and being abused or recovering from it lol
