Fragmented Thoughts...
by Acean

flesh dies.
it burns,
its gone.
leaving
the living
alone,
with souls
angry,
shattered,
fragmented,
but not
dead.
one thing
about a
fragment,
its the
sharp part
of a whole.
cut from
what was
or what
should've
been.
i want to
cut her
from
inside out,
soul to flesh,
slowly
bringing
my fragment
full circle.

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