Inferno

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Dedications

When you awaken a spark,
it desires fuel to kindle it
and while you feed it,
it begins to consume you.

 

If lust is a fire,
you are a blazing inferno,
a raging wildfire.

 

If I think I can wave
my finger over the flame
and not expect to be burned,
I deserve to be scorched.

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For Thomas

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