The entire universe conspired and that’s how
I found you.
You were the right one, at the wrong time,
Wrong part of the world
Wrong love, unfurled and
so I hurled myself into it —
dooming me to destroy myself,
and I did, again and again.
I destroyed me, and the problem with believing you are a phoenix, you see,
if it happens to be that you are mistaken
the ashes remain ashes,
a heap of soot and black
instead of you coming back.
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If it happens to be that you are mistaken the ashes remain ashes – just brilliant. Love this!
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Outstanding work as always, Annie.
You need to write MORE! The world needs you voice.