Burning

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I was a snowman, so cold and emotionless
You were like a lighter, you lit up me, my mind and my heart.
Everyone likes that warm feeling when they're cold, but the warmth becomes fire, and this fire is melting me. Please, let me breathe, leave me alone with my cold air.
I'd rather be frozen than be a melted puddle on the ground.

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