It all burns
Slowly
We have set it on fire ourselves
And we will burn too
It’ll catch up to us
Ashes
Will fill the lungs
Of the ones left
After the blaze
This world of ours
It’s on fire
Burning
Slowly
And everyone is too busy
Watching their screens
To notice the smoke.
-C.H.
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