Fri, 02/12/2016 - 23:10 -- Kate2

A fire:

I will take everything

You ever loved

And burn it to the ground.

A wind:

I will whip these ashes around you,

Taunting you with memories lost,

Then scatter them to the four corners of the earth-

Farther even-

Out of your reach.

A stormy sea:

I will drown the remains

But keep you afloat

To weep in bitterness

At cruelest fate.

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