6 | a mere boy

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10 June 

her mind is home to burning flames

threatening to engulf her soul, whole,

and you could never even hope to even 

take an inch or a step closer.

these demons licking at the walls of her 

every, coherent, thought,

cannot be vanquished for good.

she has simply learned to survive

in constant battle

with her consciousness and her heart.

and you, a mere boy, 

could never even hope to measure up

to the unimaginable strength

in every muscle and sinew, 

every vein and artery,

in her wretched body,

without which her frame

would long since have been reduced

to nothing more than 

ashes and dust.

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