To Ashes

Extinguish my desire;

it burns bright because I fuel the flames.

Please, put out this fire

heated by my passion for you.

 

Look past my scars;

don't mind my scratches.

Nothing here is marred;

just bring me the ashes.

 

I'll spread them over memories of us. 

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