xo

Nothing like a warm fire
something to bring back warm memories
because nothing aches like numbing cold
that wraps its arms around you like a royal ghost
and says “bow down, you wretched fool.”

Staring up from the dirt you admire her jewels
that hold you under and file away your will
and your nails grow long and dirty;
from holding onto anything you can that’s beautiful
and i don’t want to live like this.
not now, not anymore.

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