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You’re like the flame of a candle,

but instead of relaxing or soothing,

you burn,

to the third degree.

Your hurtful words,

spark a fire in me,

that has not yet been put out.

You apologize,

I foolishly forgive you.

Only for you to burn me again.

And for all the times you have burned me,

and hurt me,

I should be ashes by now.



~*~ Jill ~*~