the 19th

My summer sky split open.

I stood at the edge of it all – you, beckoning me to stay away from that ring of hell, while my drunk conscience let those demons ravage the depths of my mind. I let my ego possess me, and in that exchange you disappeared into my past.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

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