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passion and dust

We ached for each other
with the fervency of cannibals †
and devoured the things  
that made us beautiful †

All I have now are my bones †
but theyíre turning to dust  
and soon no trace of me will remain †

Iíve been killing myself  
for no good reason †
beyond love and lust †
and the illusion †
that I am meant for more  
than aloneness †

Because I donít need to be alone  
to feel the ghost of you †
brush past the ghost of me  †
with no feeling left in our breaths †

We ached for each other †
with the fervency of cannibals †
and in the end †
left nothing but corpses behind  

© Indie Adams 2018
Indie
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
Published | Edited 24th Jan 2018
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