no cinder

this life beats me to a pulp

and all i can do is curl up in a ball and let fate dry fuck me into oblivion

i picture you

and it all smooths out a little

this a part meant hell

this impossible need for more

in a world of dwindling hope

you shine like an ultraviolet sun

piercing the ultraviolent spectrum of sorrow and doubt

i dwindle in you magnificence

hoping to rise again

but this life beats me to ash

no cinder to rekindle this ever dampened flame

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