Hot Hot Red
My relationships are like fire
Glowing brilliantly hot, bright and red
Reaching out and warping everything in its path
But then it cools and hardens to cold grainy ash
Not longer beautiful
Ruined, gone
And leaving everything around it ruined, too
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