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Nov 29
How many times,
can a girl burn her skin?
Playing with fire,
like it's nothing.

When trying to regrow,
I shed my skin.
But it became obvious,
this wasn't working.

I fell in love with a flame,
who captivated me.
Held my mind like a child,
reading their first story.

But, every ember I came to know,
Always let me go, burning slowly.
They took and took,
As quick as I came.

You'd think I'd learn this time,
Stay from the fire before I get hurt,
So I sat down by the water.

I put my arms in the blue sea,
Feeling the sharp pains you left me.
The lye visibly flowing,
The ease of pain slowly...
I thought it was over,
and my heart was broken,
But then I saw for the first time,
My arms begin to grow moss.

I gasped in shock,
I was so in love with the flame,
I forgot my water friends.
Holding me together,
Showing me it's not the end.

You held my hands,
as if they were new,
Like a complete daydream
I looked towards you.
You were gazing at me not letting go,
I think for once someone's fallen in love.

I thought it'd be me,
falling for another flame.
But you kissed my wounds better,
With every rainy day.
I held fear for the unknown,
But maybe I'll change just this once.

Here's to him,
Here's to us.
Louisa Coller
Written by
Louisa Coller  26/Non-binary/England
(26/Non-binary/England)   
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