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Burning desire
courses through my veins
like a raging fire
it leaves an aching pain.
I tremble softly
my heart flutters in my chest.
This feeling is going to cost me.
But I can't fight it any less.
The fire consumes me
leaving behind a worthless pile
of smoldering ash me.
Me as I die all the while.
It hurts me because you're so far away.
I can have you only in my dreams.
But the fire inside me won't go away.
It burns continuously and delights in all my screams.