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Sinking in sweltering fire 
Angst rooting me to the spot 
This denial-- feeding the liar 
I swim in no emotion...much like a robot

Drunk by the flooded regret 
Many the times you refuse my offer 
All the time you refuse it, it forms a flood; masked with a tidal suicide

Your hoarse whispers refusing my cries
Wanting the best of my anger 
Afflicting bafflement and torture
To a headstrong form

You wicked witch, 
You could never burn, can you?
Sweep me to your wicked plans 
Gaining witchcraft to burn out our limits 

Your encompassed spells makes us endure to your power
Your melting desire-- a sour,
Despicable sense of pride in your presence
Devours the paralyzing thoughts materializing into evil paradise 

You wicked witch, 
Could you ever burn, you cruel elder?

Your on the other side,
Tripping on eruptive highways 
Led astray by the senseless tide 
Materializing into erupting paradise 

Catch me in your web; 
get out of your corner, killer spider 
Drooling acidic lies on the pavement 
Led astray by fetching fatality in your entangled snare 

You already agreed to
refuse my offer 
Uncooperative in your 
bogus decisions 

I gave up persuading you to go the opposite direction
But your bogus arguments
Take advantage of my offer
And shriveled it in its denser reasonings

I'm a flaw to your 
sun-drenched heart 
I want to be apart of your belongings 
Tell me I'm not 
rotting in denial

You already agreed to
refuse my offer 
Uncooperative in your 
stranger decisions 

Your amusing, foolish girl
You have a giving heart
But yet you'll refuse my blissful offer

Mock my presence, foolish women
Remain a rueful scoffer

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