Burning candles everywhere
The full-bodied fragrance of despair
A laughing flower pedals tears
How did we ever end up here?
I sleep through the story and wake at the end
with blank stares and no fair's for dividends
pulling at a welded page
to claw out the words I could never say
before they're buried beneath the sands of time
the weight of the rubble of
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