Cracks

My pieces of self
longing to be someone else
Rip me from this body
and mind
My knowledge burned
to be lost
to be gone.

Yearn to burn
these moments of me,
from the consciousness

The aroma enhances
my hate and loathing,
caught to leave
everything
but my pedestal.

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