The Book of Us

by reginadee2014

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The Book of Us

Regina Puckett

 

Here among these ashes

Are open and raw gashes

So let the flames burn and die

There are no longer tears to cry

There’s only bitterness and rage

So tear and burn every page

Let the book of us turn to cinders

And I’ll stand in the dying tinders

 

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