United States
45° 56' 15.1728" N, 86° 52' 39.3276" W

Her life is a case of arson,
little fires she sets just to feel alive

It starts out as a curiosity,

First it's a glance his way
A smile.
A wink of an eye.
She plays around with the consequences,
tossing them aside

It begins with the sole purpose of proving that SHE is in control
of every word, gasoline
giving way to flame
She looks at him with fire in her eyes
burning down everything she hides behind
Engulfing everything she has hoped to find
...and found.

There is something addictive about danger
the adrenaline rush
like a drunk kiss for the self-destructive, masochistic stranger


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