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 Mar 2020
lua
You remember the fire in black and white
Like an old movie
How the pictures on the wall burned
How they crumbled to the flaming ground
As if descending into the inferno
The fabrics singed,
The kitchen had fallen apart
The stairs to the second floor had collapsed
But the glass-eyed look she gave you
Was the only thing in colour.
 Mar 2020
lua
the fires told me to run
they shook me from my shoulders
leaving charred handprints on my shirt
they told me to run and never look back
to never spare a single glance
until the sun rises
until it sets
until the world fades to ashes
i wouldn't know where to go, i say
it doesn't matter, they say
run away
run away
run away

and so i did.

— The End —