In iron and ash
you gave me pain, you took me
apart
set me aflame.
With temperatures rising
and going higher, you crumpled
my heart
set it on fire.
While smoke-turned-vapor
poisoned my breath, you consumed me
completely
until nothing was left.
In iron and ash
you became the knife, that twisted too
deeply
and ended my life.
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I assume that in the second line you meant to say me rather than e? The play on words here is something I love. I should be gaining the ability to do this when I seem to be receding from it. The play is simple yet the wording makes it deeper. The last stanza is both powerful and regrettable. It must be this way though with love. I am so happy to see you again. You just don't know. RC
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