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Aug 2015
Engulfed in flames,
I stand alone
burning for you
whilst you feed the fire.
Doused in gasoline,
I feel overcome by the purity
of a cleansing pain
with no desire
to scream for help.
Feed the fire.
I've burned for years -
All for you,
but in retrospect, it was for me too.
It's been so long. I concede.
Raise my arms; fall to my knees.
No more anger.
No more pain.
All nerves fried,
much like my brain.
But I am conscious,
although unaware
of the crowd
who stands and stares.
I cannot see: not with my eyes
that have since been seared
by love's demise.
But with my heart, I do decree:
I burned for you.
I burned for me.
Set me aflame.
I won't burn for anyone but you...
Marci Mareburger
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