The smoke makes me wheeze

Overcome by desperate need

On your love I need to feed

The tourniquet to my bleed

Heal the torment inside me

You’re the breath I need to breathe

Absolute pain makes me seethe

In the pit I gnash my teeth

You’re the salve to bring me peace

Yet you cannot hear my pleas

I burn yet feel my heart freeze


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