This thing

This is the burning
I am a man on fire
trapped by these walls that i built
no time for remorse or regret
but there should be if not how to keep going
in any direction especially this one
it may be that it's too late to change this path
this destruction and days and months float by mostly unnoticed
wondering if they were noticed if it would matter
likely not
it seems to be far too late
too much passed too many ends that will never meet
only a sadist would want to revisit an old idea a stale thought

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