Shower Thoughts

The reason people turn cold is because the body can no longer handle the fire constantly suffocating us from the inside.

We've learned the more you scream the more smoke invades our lungs, choking our voice.

So once the fire has quieted its roar, the only thing left is ash.

This poem is about: 
Our world


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