poetry
Burning Where You Left Me
By Callie Wyrsch
We haven't spoken since
From the crowd doesn't count
I was quite unhinged
What I thought was animosity
Morphed into yearning
I did this to myself
Some kind of hell
That I don't want to return from
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poetry
By Callie Wyrsch
We haven't spoken since
From the crowd doesn't count
I was quite unhinged
What I thought was animosity
Morphed into yearning
I did this to myself
Some kind of hell
That I don't want to return from