描述
What's left after the eruption fades?
I gaze from a distance; still and dismayed.
What's left after the last ashes fall?
The horror wells, I shout out and call.
What's left after is now on you to burden,
to pick up and move, the temptation lured in.
What's left isn't dreams on which we've built,
here, forever chained to my survivor's guilt.
ᴀʟʟᴇɢᴏʀʏ: ꜱᴏᴄɪᴀʟ ᴄʀᴇᴅɪᴛ
ᴢᴇᴛꜱᴄʜ ᴍᴜʟᴛɪᴍᴇᴅɪᴀ (2023) ɢɪꜰ - 1664x1664
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