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Wait_ I forgot The white purse The last memory My brother gave me These wildfires Won't erase the smallest trace I'll walk through them Search through ashes Pick it wherever it fell On a random floor_ I got it I return Skin burning Clothes torn Lungs chocking on smoke Purse Still in the right hand, Unburnt What is fire compared to love? Distance—nothing. If I were asked To bring you from the dead Given a cruel choice Walk on thorns Or drown in salt_ I would... In a micro second Already be halfway To you You would return in royalty No more sadness Would ever touch you again But I cannot Wish I could bring you back Because the world, With you in it, Felt better Than this.
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Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 9:20 AM UTC
Wild fire
Wait_ I forgot The white purse The last memory My brother gave me These wildfires Won't erase the smallest trace I'll walk through them Search through ashes Pick it wherever it fell On a random floor_ I got it I return Skin burning Clothes torn Lungs chocking on smoke Purse Still in the right hand, Unburnt What is fire compared to love? Distance—nothing. If I were asked To bring you from the dead Given a cruel choice Walk on thorns Or drown in salt_ I would... In a micro second Already be halfway To you You would return in royalty No more sadness Would ever touch you again But I cannot Wish I could bring you back Because the world, With you in it, Felt better Than this.
#sad#grief
Rosaswitten
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Rosaswitten
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Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 9:20 AM UTC
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