Today we found out that even heroes cry when they drive too late at night and sing to the sound of their own names.
He holds onto his lover
One fist opened
With a sick yearning to forget who they are.
She laughed at the unwavering sense of excitement his anger caused before the acid trip,
but calmed by the time she skipped months
And arrived late.
He told her to go to bed
And when she would wake up,
He would be there.
But he wasn’t.
A hysterical calm,
She wasn’t very well acquainted with,
How did Mommy and Daddy meet?
She asked for a lighter
And he rubbed his hands so close, so quick,
He began to ignite.
So they burned,
And they burned.
As much as they hated,
They loved.
When did you pass?
The week after you were conceived.
Gia Raquel 
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