lovely cement

Oh, but you didn’t understand

And last time I tried to speak the fears aloud

Everything burned down in front of my eyes 

I lost what I cared most about. 
So to avoid the ashes and the smoke

And the coughing-burning lungs of bone

I will protect what could be broken

By encasing it in stone. 

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