The way my passion has burned me up, the way I let all my loves go up in smoke. It's only fitting I die aflame on the stake.

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The way my passion has burned me up, the way I let all my loves go up in smoke. It's only fitting I die aflame on the stake.
Lit a match beneath my lungs.
Set the blaze that left me burning from the inside out.
But you're so cold.
A swirling, storming, blue sea.
Who let someone so icey burn flames so bright?
You, a match, brought life to me, mere kindling, but I am meant to burn out.
Our love burns; if we're not careful, it'll melt the snow