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Feb 2021
I sold my soul to the devil
Because she said she loved me
Because she said her burning coal handprints would comfort me
Because she said they were the only way she could love me

With burning coal handprints on my steaming skin she made love to me
Hot and heavy, burning and churning my brittle bones she came into me
Bursting in flames she told me I was like her
Burning a trail of ashen lovers with brittle bones of their own
And I was
But only after she came into my steaming skin
And seeped her flames into my bones
And left me with an arson burned heart
Ellis Holden
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Ellis Holden  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Nitin Pandey
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