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Burning Cold

Nothing what it seems
I don't mean
to be so irritated
pissed off
Hating
the world around you

I meant
for all of it
To taste
So much sweeter
But no avail
I fear
I've hurt you

Smoldering fires
Burn like
Coals
In my eyes
Ever hot
If my gaze
turns on you
How quickly
You'll start
to smoke

My seething anger
Burning so bright
Heat so cold
quietly
Simmering
I try not
to over boil
Splashing you



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