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Honey-Fire Words

You smelled the blood in the water
Her craving for attention,
Validation

Your charming words drip off your chin
She rushes to catch each drop
Your words smooth
Over her,
Sink in like honey

But, like honey,
They leave a residue
A sticky spot forms
Even as it soothes

Even so, she ignores it
Overlooks the warning
Leave behind herself
To be as much of you
As she can
By collecting honey-word-drops

Now, your words
Are fire
Exploding from your soul

They sear into her
Scorch her skin

Peeling back the layers
One
By
One
Until all that remains
Of her is a charred
Corpse



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