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The Best Intentions

by Maria Kintner

All my wishes from stars at night,
burn away in the morning.
I am still on the road to Hell.
The heat warps my future,
and burns the soles of my feet.
I don't even have to walk.
I will get there anyway.

08/26/2007

Posted on 08/26/2007
Copyright © 2025 Maria Kintner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 08/26/07 at 03:34 PM

Any good intentions along the way? Heh. Fantastic imagery.

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