Torn bruised
Broken abused
Terrible thrown
Feeling alone
Beauty awaiting
Beauty fading
Tired restless
Desiring goodness
Slipping further
They're breathing murder
Quickly undone
Memories come
...
I came
I saw
I splattered
I came
I saw
I shattered
I came
I saw
I collapsed
I came
I became
Ash
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