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Of Fire
Shimmer-shine like stars, scattered streaks of light
Glowing lances through the water, through me, tearing me apart.
It makes me whole, this pain
These flames in my flesh-and-bones body
Inferno of suffering.
Because I know I’m alive
Still breathing
Although sometimes I wonder if I want to breathe at all.
It takes too much, sometimes, to fill my lungs
to
Inhale
to
Exhale.
And sometimes I lie awake at night
Searching for secrets in the ceiling paint
Unable to fill my lungs
Unable to want to fill my lungs
to
Survive
to
Live.
Until fire fills me, as it has filled me before, and forces me to breathe again.
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