Addiction

May 1, 2009
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And now the flames
Are kissing her arms

Burn after burn
Charring her skin
And numbing her soul

Reflecting in her eyes
Turning them a fiery green

Back and forth
Pulling her hand across the flame
Feeling it slowly caress her skin

Gently, she dips her finger
Into the liquid wax
Feeling the scorching coolness
Against her pale finger tips

Now that ever inch of her
Has been seared and singed
She turns her back
On her incandescent addiction





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