Written by jdmorganne

Smoke

“You, the only words I know,

“only language I speak,

“My love, I must admit defeat.

“Before I broke your spirit,

“I aimed to crush your soul.”

“Please,” you begged. “Let me go.”

No more blood on hands,

while cities choke.

You, my ember,

I, your #smoke.

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