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Dec 2018 · 313
Red
Nadai Dec 2018
Red
I remember red
The heat of us
Tugging into me
Lighting its way up my spine
I feel it ingraining itself into every piece of me
Itching up my throat
Rolling behind my eyes
You have ignited me and now you must burn in me

— The End —