burns, they hurt the worst
scarred by your obsessive need to hold onto fire
blackened skin and bleeding hearts
long white fingers that beckon you near
(ever closer to that flame)
it seems to hold all your deepest desires
abandon what you will, and feel all the regret and guilt
(because you are mine and i see no point in denying)
run and run away from me
but in the end you will be filled with glee
with ecstasy