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Nov 2018
the sun is gone

i feel like without it, i am no one
though it burns my skin
and hurts my eyes
i still stare into its glow
its light


i know she destroys me unlike anyone
she turns everything to dust
when i turn away, she does things
unspeakable
and my back, consumed by flames,
she claims me


so like an obedient child,
i face her once again
and again

and again

because without her,
i am no one
11/01/18 – sundown
Marie de la Torre
Written by
Marie de la Torre  19/Gender Fluid/Philippines
(19/Gender Fluid/Philippines)   
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