“But I wanted more, and more, and before I knew it, you had the gun to my head, and I was begging for you to pull the trigger.”

Her breath circles on my tongue

Before falling into my blood,

And the chemistry is the same

As alcohol to flame.

She is bound to burn me down

To nothing more than desires

That I am ill equipped to resist…

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