Remembering Evil

Tiny pieces of youLinger in my very beingBurning embers of brimstoneSulfur fills each breathI stop to smell the rosesThey turn to ash at my touchAt you within meParticles spread as I cough you upMultiplying in the airDancing with joyAt their new-found freedomTiny pieces of youRotting my soul and eating my gutsBurning pinholes in my brainMemories burned awayShadow of pain still sore, still rawLingering, lingering, lingering
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