Incendiary
The wicker runs thin
Warmth of the skin
Sore to the touch
Forced to hold a grudge
A moth to a flame
Its all a damn shame
Worlds spoken backlash
Blush vacates in a flash
Let it execrate
Quickly separate
Cant stand to yearn
So I’ll let it burn
Incendiary
Let the red grow close
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