He flies too close to the sun and burns his wings.
I witness and give little aid.
For that boy made me dice myself into pieces.
I ask Buddha to guide me.
I ask the night to cloak me.
For I feel shame for bringing pain.
I've given everything I could, yet, put out his flame.
How could I get over his request? His mouth of filth?
Who's really to blame?
If I had foresight
If he had sense
No conversation would need to be minced.
I've pinched your flame and look back with nostalgia.
Soon everything I've ever known will vanish.
So I forgive and walk away.
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Zaria Anderson
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Beautifully expressed 😊🌸🔥much Love and Light to You