Isn't it funny how the past,
despite being what is no longer,
has such an impact on the future?
A past filled with demons
who have all been burned away
is a shadow still cast over me.
No one notices it,
not till another points it out,
not until someone warns them.
Then the doubt is firmly planted,
and for some I become those demons
instead of the flames that burned them
away.
So they leave,
and I'm left in a house of memories,
covered in the shadowy ash of the past.
-Zero
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