burning
in the flames of time
my soul
unraveled
abate
slaughtered
fully aware
of the fact
that this time
these scars
these burns
these wounds
shall not heal
i still
plunge forward
and permit the fire
to carve its mark
on my being
i permit myself
to get lost
in the flames of time
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