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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I burnt to death a thousand times whilst I was consumed by smoke you took my breath two faces painted upon your palms I raise my hand to report this harm so calm I sit amidst the flames analysing if I'm to blame it takes my time distracts my thoughts tiny raindrops of comfort sought but rain brings clouds shadowed days no exit despite a myriad of ways I'll rest in bed perhaps grow roots my carcassed lungs the smoke still pollutes a single thread holds me aloft no fall for me will be soft pillars and spikes of stone and smoke speared or just left to choke a thousand worlds I'll never see none shaped just right to inhabit me too much attached to brain or limb all waters unsafe for me to swim counsel all look separate ways can't consolidate who leaves or stays micro exits in my head escape temporarily from overbearing dread I fear I'm too scared to exist that I'll swap smoke for inhaled mist capture life and drag it in successful catch but life doesn't begin all paintings have an edge where it will end but beyond may be all pretend or perhaps where days are painted fresh and I am more and never less and colours chosen rather than set and not alone but rather met and I can say which boat I'll sail and there is no logical way to fail and the sky is mine to stare right at and it will not fall, judge or want anything back and I'll paint freely with no pencil line in a life that is truly mine.
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