pain endures until memories are killed
burn the pictures upon the sill
burn the scent upon your clothes
burn the once red, dying rose
burn the stains off all the walls
burning remnants of the fall
burning hearts and burning souls
blackened ashes in smoking coals
and just when you think the pain is through
you find a piece of her inside of you
burn...
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