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Oct 2020
It hurts.
Your burn me from
           the
               inside
                      out.
But somehow
I find I simply
          can't
                live
                    without
you and that heat.
          Though it aches,  
                   Nothing can complete
me
    the
        way
             you
                  do.
And somehow
I find I simply
            just
                 don't
                        care
how much it hurts.
If you wish to have me
                       hurt me
         again,
I'm
    at
      your
           service.
Always at your service, angel.
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Cross Boundry  15/Non-binary/Asgard
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