Literal Translations
Like the flame crawls down the match,
Long after the candle is lit,
It changes shape,
Blue flecks tickling towards you
A tease of heat approaching
Your victim skin.
A reflection dances in your eyes,
Playing a silly game
To see how close the
Flame can get
Before blackening your fingertips.
I really think I need to start concentrating more.
B-SIDE AVENUUUUUUUUUUE.
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