How you have scorned me
And I you
We loved and hated as the fire grew
So hot
And others jumped inside and out
And you and I could never put it out,
Anyway
At all.
But now perhaps you'll douse me with water
Treat me unkindly and coldly enough
Make your words harsh enough
Turn me away enough
And I won't come back.
If that's what you want
You can accomplish your desire
And put out this fire
That still glows
in me.
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