Burn
The flames engulf me.
The shame takes over me.
I scream at the scorching heat.
The fire takes me high.
Oh, that soothing burn.
The smell of burning flesh.
How do I find this peaceful,
If peace doesn’t come to the sinful?
That aroma is enticing.
Too inviting, put me
where they lay the dying.
How else am I to love hell?
The heat is sweltering.
My heart is drowning.
I rather sink, then live
in this terrible world.
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