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As it calls for my name I decline the opportunity. Thoughts filled with hesitation Feelings of guilt weigh heavy with temptation, What am I to do when I crave attention My body could only hold out for so long… It calls for my name, But I decline the opportunity Thoughts filled with possibility But guilt weighs heavier than any boulder With feelings. The weight of it all has me hunched over The burning sensation of body heat under the scorching sun Recreates the fire of Notre-Dame. As it calls for my name, for one final time I finally accept the opportunity As the burning flames unfortunately take over And I succumb to the fire.
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Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 4:24 PM UTC
Notre-Damic Fire
As it calls for my name I decline the opportunity. Thoughts filled with hesitation Feelings of guilt weigh heavy with temptation, What am I to do when I crave attention My body could only hold out for so long… It calls for my name, But I decline the opportunity Thoughts filled with possibility But guilt weighs heavier than any boulder With feelings. The weight of it all has me hunched over The burning sensation of body heat under the scorching sun Recreates the fire of Notre-Dame. As it calls for my name, for one final time I finally accept the opportunity As the burning flames unfortunately take over And I succumb to the fire.
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23/M/somewhere in space
Sep 25, 2025
Sep 25, 2025 at 4:24 PM UTC
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