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Emma Rose Oct 2017
As if walking bare in a sea of flaming coal
You set fire to all that I am
The longer I stay, the faster I burn
So, I move
I move to salvage my soul
I move, to revive a dying soul
I have lived a thousand lives to die by your very sword
I have walked a thousand miles to forget you, yet my feet wonder back to the embers of our burning home
A home where our love once lived
A home home where my broken heart still beats
Emma Rose Sep 2017
I'm jealous of the warmth inside of you
The scent that gets to kiss your skin
The food that gets to dance in your mouth
The one that occupies your thoughts when you and the sun go to sleep
The warmth you give to your sheets
The pillow that gets to witness your dreams
The breath between your lips
The cadence of your beating heart that whispers sweet nothings to the one you now get to love
A heart I borrowed but could never afford
I'm jealous

I'm jealous of your heart
A heart that loved me


something I never could.

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