skeletal system

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Molten lava pours over my icy body.
Skin melting away as I indulge.
Feeling the burning delight.

It leaves me red.
It leaves me raw.
I stare in the mirror.
I am unrecognizable.

The skin peeling from my bones.
Running away from me.
Leaving just my discarded skeleton.
Still burning red.

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