“burnt from the ashes”

“burnt from the ashes”

9.13.21

12.40pm

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that is all I’ve ever be,

the ghost of the corpses in your bedsheets,

I shudder to even think-,

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I didn’t used to be so benign,

not wholesome; impure,

I used to be… her,

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the vixen lying naked in the moonlight, and I speak so highly of Him, I’ve always spoken so highly of the moon,

just because I’m in love, can’t I be filthy too?

I used to be didn’t you know?

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now that cloud 9 is in orbit, where did all my demons go?

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I know they’re around here, somewhere-,

they must’ve been so worried,

but as soon as I entered the dungeons,

I saw nothing but the dust mites and the termites and the bed bites,

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I mourn and grieve for them, then I feel something clawing inside of me,

I fear I’ve gone mad,

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I hear popping sounds, skin starts to bubble and burst in tiny waves,

I am- transforming,

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to be honest, I’m not as reserved as I think to be,

to be honest, I’m not really friends with the majority,

to be honest, and speaking honestly; I don’t sit well with your honesty,

I’m a prodigy, not trying to be cocky,

Cockily, I incarnate profanity,

Prolifically, I validate your validity, but only to the deserving,

If I find you worthless, forget mercy,

Cold cash, hard facts,

Bend your knees,

Coz baby, your trial don’t got a jury.

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Khat

Raymond