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Dry air burned at the stake.
She’s speaking in metaphors
but you drowned in the ocean
wanting for something better
to come along, to come by.
Vanity mirror at its bestest
she wondered if she’s careless.
She just wanted to be remembered
like Sylvia Plath and Emily Dickinson.
She’s listening to Lana Del Rey
to drown everyone’s fallen words.
“It’s only the beginning,”
that’s what she said to him.