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Flesh-scented candle
April 25, 2018
Drops of red splattered
On the windshield
Trickling down the dash
Puddling in his lap
His chest burns
With the intensity
Of a wildfire
He fights
For air
Feels he's drowning
In the heat.
Skin melting,
A flesh scented candle
He watched as the photo
Of his wife and children shrivels
Ink melting,
pouring down his dash
He hangs on for them,
As the blue and red flash
Outside his door trying to remember
The last time he held them
The strongest man I knew
Couldn't withstand the heat
Caused by another's choice
Too much
Of a certain drink
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I lost my father to a drunk driving accident and had terrible nightmares for about a year afterwards. This was kind of a way for me to get them out of my head.