Daisies fall from your hair

Adrenaline flows through my blood

I hear your lungs gasp,

They inhale my soul.



My fingers are burned by your fire

Our entwined hearts have been crushed

And feet drag a well-trod path

Salt tears, brown eyes, blue eyes.



Anger now pulses from within

Fists curl and flame licks once soft poetry

You didn't love me

And I no longer love you.


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