Like the rain forest getting set on fire by the hot sun.

Nighttime, long time,
not my kind of relationships
flaming heart
just flint and steal for your cigarettes
after you finished
press them into my face
I dare to do it.
Never have I wanted
not the best for you.
For you to see that,
what marks of self destruction should I bare
or does this make me seem too miserable?

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