I can’t leave the world without me turning to ashes….. this is powerful !
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i dropped my face somewhere
among the crowd
i tried to look but gathered stares
until i cried
i overheard some silly talk
among the bevy of crowd
that i should have started my walk
exiting the burial ground
but i just couldn’t leave
without picking up the pieces
of lost facial belief
turning to porous ashes
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