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their love a fire

burning and crackling bright

feeding on unblemished wood

and clean oxygen

consuming

until there's nothing left

for it to touch

to ruin

a furious snap

it sizzles out,

leaving only

charred ashes of

promises

and kisses

and shared nights

and shattered plans

and hopes that only burned.

the three pretty words

ablaze in the betraying flames

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