Burning this inhalation
Through to my core
Creating the cancers
The manifestations in my body
Hunger
I love the word
Creating a self destructive state
In my lean starvation
With the fire burning
The life is safe beneath it
But on the surface
My blood is boiling
The raging sun has ravished
My insides
The moon is crying a million deaths
When I can see your sad broken eyes
With sorrow, pain and shame
They look nothing like the eyes
That used to look at me
The way they did
I could create a global thunderstorm
With lightening
To kill that fire
But I don’t think I will
I’ll just let the fire of desire
Feed off my potent oxygen
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