Embers
By G.A.Grim
Wed, 03 Apr 2019
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Loss is a ravenous inferno
And I sit surrounded,
by gasoline soaked memories
Each time one is exposed,
it is kissed by the fire,
then a piece of me is devoured
Leaving nothing but ashes
Each day I awake anew,
like some tragic phoenix
Only to once more,
walk among the flames
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You bring the saddness of
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You bring the saddness of loss in the words of this poem.
Jenny.
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