he set a wild fire raging within me,
he said i love passion,
and so i burned,
for him,
because of him,
and when all that was left of me
were ashes and embers,
he stared at me,
love replaced with apathy,
i don't like ruins,
despite knowing that it was he
who had ruined me.
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snowflakes and blizzards
Short Storybroken sentences from thoughts that ached to be fathomed and written in w o r d s. ☼ poetry and short stories ☼ ❆ ❆ ❆ all rights reserved twenty sixteen copyright to @harshenixx
