Pain fuels the fire

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She could no longer remeber how her parents looked like.
Their eyes were long lost behind memories of fire and pain,
their voices mingeled with the screaming
that haunted her dreams.
The thing that hurt her the most though...
was that she wasn't even there:
that she wasn't able tosave her parents from
the fire that killed them.

No,
even more than that,
the fact that her mother could not get her dying wish:
that she couldn't die gracefully;
like the dry autumn leaves,
she wanted to fall from life,
the way they fell from trees.
Gold blending with the blue hues,
hinting at a life that's better to be found.

That's what hurt her the most,
that her mother would never find what lies beyond the Summer.





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