her head is spinning
her heart pounding
floating through the days with no arise
just trying to make it to the burning horizon
flames are scolding
embers emblazing
fiery neon of peculiar sorts
and this is just the beginning
where high rise is a sinking low
take no risk of being alone
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Hues of Heartbreak ➳ [Poetry]
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