We burn.



is far too less,
for us.

Hungry hearts,
can’t ever seem,
to get enough.

We let our,
desires burn,
black holes,
into our chests.

We seek pleasure,
at every turn,
hollow shells,
of consumed requests.

We can’t see,
the trail of flames,
we leave behind,
clouds of ash,
blind our eyes.

We only want,
someone to tame,
to hold our hand,
and rescue us,
from the destructive,
grip of fame.

But until we find,
something to fill,
the void inside,
someone who feeds,
our flame at night,
we keep on burning,
through this life.

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