Sitting in a Burning House

A Poem

J.W. Parr
J.W. Parr
Nov 7 · 1 min read
Photo by Chris Karidis on Unsplash

Although I thought they’d burn themselves out

The fires have only grown stronger

Leaving behind the charred remnants,

The smoking and smoldering ashes

Twisting and scarring the bones

Eating alive the pages of memories

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J.W. Parr

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J.W. Parr

30% writer, 25% gamer, 20% reader, 15% musician, 10% mathematician. 100% awesome. | Lover of words and information. | Writer of short stories and novels.

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