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Jan 2015
fire.*
i sit in my car alone,
staring at the blinking
red light.
hello, hello
it says over and over again.
red.
red.
red.
blink
hello, hello
i blink.
again and again.
fire. fire. fire.
hello, hello*
fire. fire. fire.
red fire. red fire.

the dam is broken,
it cannot be released.

the fire will
not
cease.
-w.d.

i do not know if this is clear, but i am speaking of someone who is so emotionally broken they cannot even cry.
willow martz
Written by
willow martz  the tall pine out back.
(the tall pine out back.)   
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