Ashes
My mind has ignited.
soon turning to ashes
Next to turn to ashes is the pain.
The pain that furies
Soon it will be consumed.
It fears me,
But I won't be the one.
That fears it
I can feel the fire
It consumes my body.
Slowly.
Painfully.
Soon it will be I
Who consist of no more.
Then a pile of ashes.
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