Burn

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This heat isn't that kind that warms
For I am still cold inside
This heat provides no light
I am still left in the dark

This kind of heat
It burns
Leaves marks on my skin
Never lets me forget

His kind of love is heat
But not the kind that
Warms
The kind that burns

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