What do you want from me, I wonder?
What pain so sweetly spurts embers from within?
How do I give way to such a fire that consumes without scalding?
How do I put to words such longing that is consummately engulfed in bleeding passion?
I know no art capable of capturing it, no vice capable of faltering such fidelity.
So I do what I know I must- I give in.
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