Shades of red, yellow and red
Rising high above me
The heat penetrating my skin
A strange sense of release
The letters you wrote whither
The rose you gave blackens
The jumper you left disintegrates
Weights off my shoulders
Blinkers removed
Life given back
Memories erased
Watching you burn
What we had burn
What we shared burn
I never thought I'd enjoy the sight
The flames turn to embers
Ashes of black and grey
I'm relieved
I can move on
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Writing under the shadows of the night.
You can't come in and out of my life as you please, The term 'move on' means we're history, It seems every time I'm happy and I've found someone new, You decide it's time to show up out of the blue.
She tore up the pictures, memorising each photo before destroyingl its existence. As if she could erase his memory.
I don't care anymore. What happen to you is your business. If your life is a mess. Then I couldn't care less. I'm tired of all the quarreling. Tired of all the apologizing. Can you just let me be.
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