The Fascination

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It corrupts my soul with a feeling I can't define.

The flames dance before me.

Beauty so divine.

Can't you see? Can't you see?!

Can't you see that fire?

It makes me giddy with pleasure

as the flame climbs higher.

And perhaps I should be cautious,

maybe

back away

but the light draws me closer

and I am not afraid.

I should be.

You are

but my mind is reeling.

I cannot fight this feeling.

I want it all to burn.

This fascination

with the danger

but I do admit it hurts--

But the wonder.

Oh the wonder!

I don't care about the pain!

I, am the light in the darkness.

I, dance like the flames

And I let the divine consume me.

My mind fills with delight.

I am the one being blackened.

I am the beauty tonght.

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