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You burn your cigarette and with it, you burn me. My only companionis it you who scorches me, or does my cold body drink your fire, melting it, ember by ember, inside my own slow blaze?
You burnedand I endured. Now I burnand you rebuild.
My fragile fingers rest along your frame.
A kiss, soft and bitter, pressed to your lipsit opens the gate to your heart’s quiet warmth, then severs me from my hollow self.
O faithful flame, do you burn too as I vanish in the smoke of my solitude?
You, my only companioncome.
Let’s burn together.
Burn me.
Burn yourself.
About the Creator
Nicole Moore
It’s a melancholic diary.



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