After the fire, we're left with nothing but dust
- Alex Antally
- Jan 30, 2019
- 1 min read
If I could smoke all the sorrows away
and drink all the pain
blame myself for your betray,
burn in the fire you set for yourself,
and drown in your ocean of tears,
I would,
but I'm no longer here.
- Alex Antally 🌸
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