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I have become a slave to my desire
For when I live, I live not for myself
But live adding fuel to your fire
Your presence in my life, leaves not strife
But leaves nothing for me at all.
How is it that your flame put out my ocean?
My once roaring tides and creation beyond comprehension
Hushed into a lonely stream.
My wanting of you has killed me, yet I am reborn at your visage
Kill me softly, kill me now,
Allow me my oceans.
Flicker away, and dampen.
Leave me.
LEAVE ME EMPTY
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