Monday, May 28, 2012

Watched Me Burn

When I fought the dragons
When I swam the seas
When I burned in fires
Were you even thinking of me?

Pretty one
Sweet child
How could you
Stay wild?

I was lying in the pits of darkness
I was dying, slowly out of breath
All I needed was a touch
But maybe I asked too much

Then I crawled deep under my ashes
My wounds filled with rotting worms
I dreamed, of your fleeting warmth
While you watched me burn

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