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We both saw the house burning,
The smoke and flames..
But I was happy lying there letting it consume me while you let go of my hand and ran out without me.
The fire you started.
I was willing to feel the burn of every second until the very last but yet you couldn't handle finishing what you had started.
I could forgive you for burning all that I knew if It was burning along with you..
I forgave so many times but you just didn't want the forgiveness.
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-A.C
YOU ARE READING
a book for thoughts
PoetryA book where I've decided to keep all my poetry that sits in my notes app collecting dust.
