Original poetry: "By fire", by bonzopoe
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By fire
I've decided to set fire to the curtains,
set fire to the bed,
and burn the house to the ground.
that have been kept in their corners,
the dreams that could have fallen during these years
and are in some crack taking root.
I see that the past grabs by the nails
of any glimmer of hope,
and the little of you that I haven't thrown away
over the years.
that I have left of the taste of your mouth,
and I will throw to the wind the ashes still burning
of the dead letters that you wrote to me.
that still live in my nails,
and I will erase the tape of my memory
in which your whispers and silences are recorded.
so as not to see you hidden
in the reflection of my eyes,
and I won't open my mouth again
to avoid your rebirth through my tongue.
I will become grave and coffin,
victim and sufferer,
shovel and soil that will be your eternal destiny.
I will pray in silence watching the flames,
and I will take communion for the last time
to atone for the sin of your name,
and get to heaven finally free of you.
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