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Sweet flame, melt me to cinders Ashes and dust, a mess on the floor My eyes clouded, storms rage My heart is broken, shattered, torn You lit a match to my security Burnt down the proverbial walls No longer able to fake indifference With nothing left you see it all Look at me, I look at you Smoldering eyes, with liquid drops Am I the cause? Did I do this? I wonder with my stomach in knots Emotions flaring between the two Passion and rage collide; explode To speak of fear is anything but easy In somber silence the room grows cold Despite blazing fires of torment Still it is only for you I care Your eyes make silent promises My scalded heart is laid bare Take my hands, tightly in yours Though your intentions remain unknown I can’t repress or deny the fire It burns for you and you alone
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Aug 22, 2010
Aug 22, 2010 at 7:52 PM UTC
Masochism
Sweet flame, melt me to cinders Ashes and dust, a mess on the floor My eyes clouded, storms rage My heart is broken, shattered, torn You lit a match to my security Burnt down the proverbial walls No longer able to fake indifference With nothing left you see it all Look at me, I look at you Smoldering eyes, with liquid drops Am I the cause? Did I do this? I wonder with my stomach in knots Emotions flaring between the two Passion and rage collide; explode To speak of fear is anything but easy In somber silence the room grows cold Despite blazing fires of torment Still it is only for you I care Your eyes make silent promises My scalded heart is laid bare Take my hands, tightly in yours Though your intentions remain unknown I can’t repress or deny the fire It burns for you and you alone
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Aug 22, 2010
Aug 22, 2010 at 7:52 PM UTC
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