Calsilica

I closed you

unfinished book

empty cabinet

i threw you

to the night

to the streets

in the rain

i set you

up

on fire

i left you

an unfinished book

on fire

an empty cabinet

in the rain

i closed you

to the night

i left you

to the streets

 

empty cabinet

on fire

unfinished book

in the rain

i closed you

 

when morning came

i tried to open you

but there were no words

there was nothing

inside except

never

never

 

but i read 

maybe.

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