Her.

Her

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She is a labyrinth set ablaze, I lose myself in her passionate

flames

a deep well in which I find myself

drowning

and she is a smouldering coal that provides warmth when I am

cold, so cold.

She is a messiah, she is my faith, the light I turn to when

I need help

She is the peace that quenches the

hunger

She is the song that silences

my screams.

I go outside, feel the

fresh breeze upon my face

She hides.

Yet, she is six feet deep beneath my thoughts, a parasite that darkens

the calm blue skies.

She fights.

I tell myself I am not okay, I am not okay.

You are fine, you are fine.

She lies.

And once again, I find myself lost in her passionate flames

I am afloat in her ocean

She warms me.

I am fine. I am fine.

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