It seems that the words
I've used to create a painting
has been bound by a time
that I no longer wish to reconcile
The painting, beautifully saturated
is nothing but a mere mirage
that I met in the beauty of your
summer heat

Trying to be happy with someone else happiness
Only knowing that your sadness is brewing because it’s something you have longed to have for years...

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I was a fire
but I burned too hot,
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You are still breathing,
while I cannot.

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