I breathe and choke
with the coal that burns my lungs.
I smile as ashes cover my face and limbs
Entering my mouth.
As I taste the bitter flavor of coal and dirt
My life is slowly flowing out of myself.
Yet the fire,
It's so tempting.
I'm running to the fire,
Touching it, feeling it,
Tasting it.
Feb 2, 2018
Feb 2, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC
I breathe and choke
with the coal that burns my lungs.
I smile as ashes cover my face and limbs
Entering my mouth.
As I taste the bitter flavor of coal and dirt
My life is slowly flowing out of myself.
Yet the fire,
It's so tempting.
I'm running to the fire,
Touching it, feeling it,
Tasting it.
Dying to feel the fire
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