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I've read a lot of words about people who make flowers grow in the deepest parts of others. But you, you lit a fire in me and now I am burning. Instead of petals at my feet, there are flames in my wake. And every touch is another hot coal upon my skin and I have never seen more beautiful scars. - R.H.
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Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
Burn
I've read a lot of words about people who make flowers grow in the deepest parts of others. But you, you lit a fire in me and now I am burning. Instead of petals at my feet, there are flames in my wake. And every touch is another hot coal upon my skin and I have never seen more beautiful scars. - R.H.
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29/Cisgender Female
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC
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