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When violence came
Once or twice
decisions bite unwise, saying;
unforgiving
are the memories,
unforgettable
are the scars.

Scorch marks
embedded in hands of milk
make volcanic craters;
sat in skins of satin silk.

The crash of flesh
into cigarettes;
lights, ignites and separates us.
Sombrely; in torched dark.

Burns; become words;
impressions.
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