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Nov 2014
i'm burning
from the inside out
if you felt my fingertips
you could feel the fire
that ignited from intoxication
but even while my mind
is cloudy and scrambled
like eggs for breakfast;
i still feel these dreadful feelings
that i was attempting
to get away from,
by drowning myself
in something
that could hurt me;
but even so,
my feelings for you
still manage to linger
and cause me the most pain.
you lit a fire in me
that doesn't burn out;
please god
give me the will
to grab the coldest water
that i could ever find
to blow out this flame
because what's the point
in keeping it lit
when the person
who stroke the match
doesn't stand by it anymore
to keep warm.
allison
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