Poem 20160302b

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every word i wrote
burned through the sheet

ashes to ashes

each scribble left a scorch mark
every letter was your name
every word was your heart
pages and pages of flames
under my fingers
and i didn’t even mind
the heat

we all fail downward

Published by crow

I'm a writer and a dabbler. I live in Washington.

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