she stood beside the pile of ashes
that once used to be her lover -
of what used to be the sun in her planetary
in which she spun herself around to please
he was her beginning and she was his end.
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Arsonist's Lullabye
PoetryShe was not meant to fall in love with a mortal. [COMPLETED]
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she stood beside the pile of ashes
that once used to be her lover -
of what used to be the sun in her planetary
in which she spun herself around to please
he was her beginning and she was his end.