Burn You

Do you look at me?

Do you see me for who I am?

I’m not even sure that I know now.

The rain pounds unyielding

Against the window pane.

Each tiny droplet a tattoo in mimicry of my own heart.

Darkness threatens to swallow the world.

But I have a light,

However small the flame may be.

To Burn away the ghosts of the past.

To Burn away your memory.

To Burn you

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