"Burning"
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"Burning"
Alternative version of my feral djats fanart, scrawled in a post flu fever dream, hence rushed and largely unfinished

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i’m your daisy [edgar]
jones [ & the six ]
- you regret me
and you won’t forget me
two halves of the same rotten,
infested apple- molded with stolen
glances and longing, but universally
untouchable and doomed from
the beginning. fucked up, destined to fail.
still, i write the same three damn
poems and they are all about you.
perhaps i am a fictional fantasy of
a character you know so well; broken
bones, a shattered soul that mirrors
your own. you are nicotine, caffeine-
bringing out the worst but so addicting,
intoxicating. i hate that i see myself in you.
our flaming souls were crafted with
the same fiber; magnetic, maddening.
so holy, our forces fight like a tornado
and a hurricane- together we
make a disaster with no solidity to depend on.
you were never supposed to be
my soulmate, but a twin flame.
you taught me how to burn, a passion
within myself that needed a spark to
ignite my potential. to soar, without you.