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We combust
I corrode
You're kept alive by my heat
The same heat that slowly kills me
While your body continues to be cold
And, fuck, I've always loved the cold
So as this fever overtakes me, I smile
You always said I ran too hot
I explode then, leaving you alone
Save a faint shadow
Because you still manage to make me want you
Even after you've killed me
This fever hate or love?
You or me?
Who knows? This melting hot hell you've put me in
My own personal hell
Constrained yet perfectly contained
Because you've always said I ran too hot
And my fire is the light for your cold shell
Call it love

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