I do not know why I struck the match, Bringing life to the flame That engulfed us in a ring of fire. It lasted an eternal hour, Blistering our skin, And our fears fueling the life force Denaturing bonding cells. And in the end all that remained Was deceitful smoke signals Covering my shame That I do know why I lit the fire And it is because, I cannot trust you.
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