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Fire rose behind your eyes

As I writhe beneath your weight 

And Waters roll from torrid skies 

And wake me from my sleeping state

I dream of fiery, shocking flame, 

And though its sphere is warm and small

It looks just like a star at play

As it whispers with the winds of fall

Bright like fury, flickering flame

Your face is beat with beaming ray

And blackest pit, forsaken shame

Is dazzled with a starry haze

This poem is about: 
Me

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