POEM - (they don't)
February 2, 2019 at 10:49 pm,
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Charlotte Griffiths - (they don't)the streets burn.
everything burns
but still the words won't come. i have
lost every sense of significance to the fires
that took all the homes i
loved, and now there is always ash; ash or ember.
i am asked, daily, to put that damn lighter out, to
extinguish that flame and
i keep listening, keep thinking
if i give just enough they'll keep
me, just a little longer
(they don't).
- Charlotte Griffiths
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