don't touch..
I recoil For I have been living In your loves Extinction burst I pushed And I pushed To no avail I recoil Because you burn me Because your heat No longer warms For you can only see me As an intruder I recoil From our memories And from every attempt at beckoning To the man I hoped Was within You said I killed him I beg to differ I begged for all Of what I did not get How long until I recoil From you with your empty cup But you are more like a wick Waiting eagerly to be Set fire I recoil
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