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Burn

...decisions

By Nicole WilliamsPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
Burn
Photo by Jaël Vallée on Unsplash

Your eyes, dark recesses

jagged shards of spirit

await my desperate fall.

I am cold, no flame

tree branches iced

await my touch

kindling them

do I dare?

I am one soul

I dare try molding my will

changing it for the better?

Curse me

I have the courage

I can make you whole

will I be alone once again

mourning the chance I lost

the friendship we had

if I am to Love

to chance the matter of hearts

Decision.

surreal poetry

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