Ashes To Ashes
Like a moth to the flame,
I long for the pain.
Just to feel...real.
As many times as I'm seared,
I just keep coming back.
Broken and scarred past all redemption,
There is no salvation for the damned...
Falling deeper into my tortured soul,
The pain burns so good...
Copyright © Angelita Becerra | Year Posted 2014
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