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My back is burning brightly with pain..

An exquisite slow burn that gets warmer and warmer.

Turning into flames

And the flames go higher and higher

Reaching to the sky

Getting white hot as the sun.

I am merely mortal

I try fan the flames out

Only to make them hotter and hotter.

I fall to the grass gasping in pain.

Only to wake up and do it all over again.

I think of you but

the pain from my back is nothing

compared to what I feel to

the burn I felt from you.
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