It is 2am, and the world is on fire
The heart takes a breath
as the mind can only hold it
I lay exhausted, saying nothing
what is there for these
but their anger, their hunger
a season of burning colors
smoldering over a dead child
I miss you my darling
my heart yearns to breathe
and my mind is exhausted
i want to hold you and say nothing
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