Humans

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We knew we were playing with fire,
We knew that the flames could burn,
We knew the pain this would cause; or at least, we pretended to know.

What we ignited burned hotter than blue fire, that is;
We created a black flame.

The flames burned not our mortal flesh, but our immortal souls,

The pain. . .

There are no words to describe such pain.

Yet we knew this could happen, and even so,

Though the flames burned,

We still chose to give our hearts

To one another.

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