Ashes (poem by me)

Why am I like this?
I looked around for…

some passerby to shame,
some foe to frame,
some kin to blame,
some circumstance to name,
some truth to maim,

I found nothing but
my own wicked heart,
It crumbled like ashes
in my cupped hand,
leaving soot residue
that I blew at you
and called it love.

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