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Embers of My Existence
Fire engulfs my vine,
Burning, turning into pain,
Hits feel like sins,
But never in this dream.
Ashes define my being,
Hell is my abode,
The sun holds no solace in my burning,
No one can rescue me from this melting.
© Bittercrazy18
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