Your Side

 

I never took your side,

but it pops up sometimes,

after five years.

 

I calmed a fire,

burned my hands,

snapped a few ribs of light.

 

I hope you got where you wanted to;

after all this time, you better have,

because I haven’t gone anywhere since.

 

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