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I Did Not Come To Hurt You

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By James SeabrookPublished about a month ago 1 min read

This fire is burning my life to the ground

I watch in horror

Unable to save anything inside

All my fears s and regrets

My childhood, my first love

My innocence, my mother dying

All disintegrating before my eyes

Disappearing in a cloud of black smoke and angry flame

The fire speaks

You will not hold onto these things any longer

They live inside you now

I writhe and howl in pain

The flames licking my insides

Searing my heart to the membrane

I watch the beams of my carefully constructed life

Buckle under the heat

The architecture of my miniscule human plans

Devoured by the leaping inferno

Eclipsing me in its ancient wisdom

The fire speaks again

You will survive this

You are a builder

I look out over my life

A pile of smoldering ash and gristle now

The fire whispers to me in its dying breath

I did not come to hurt you

You are free, my child

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