I WROTE DOWN MEMORIES OF YOU MADE OF DARK WET INK AND CARBON PAPER. AND WHEN I SET IT ON FIRE I BURNT YOU. YOU CRINKLED AND ASHED SILENTLY. YOU WERE A WITCH ON A PYRE. I GUESS I ALWAYS THOUGHT OF YOU AS SATAN. YOU WERE APPROPRIATE BURNING MATERIAL. I'M WARM FOR A THOUSAND YEARS NOW.















