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May 5
My love,
I'm never going to be,
That perfect fire,
That you want me to be.
I'm going to push and pull—
Burn you from the inside out,
Until all that's left—
Are ashes,
Of a once burning fire.

The haunting screams of a scorching,
Burn—I burn it all.
You looked at me
Like you had the sun in your eyes,
Until the sun didn’t shine anymore.
You loved the flame I had—
Until it burnt you.
I told you: I burn—
You touched me
With your bare hands,
Then blamed me for the—

Scorching scars.

Never looked at me the same again.
Put out my fire—
Still let everything burn to ash.
Burn, burn and burn it all! 🔥🥀
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