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Melting into something new

Hotter than I can bare,

the water scolds me.

This reminds me of the fimilar touch

of your hand,

 

I am weak, but not quite.

My heart beats faster than I can breathe.

I feel as if I am melting.

Just as you melted into me.

And I, you.

 

My lips burn from the sweat that runs rapidly

down my face,

just as fast as my brain does circles

insde of my skull.

 

I can feel myself

coming into anew.

Without you,

or anyone.

 

I am improved.




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