You cauterized my broken bleeding heart with the glowing embers in your eyes. The fire you hide inside needs to breathe once in awhile. Let it out. Singe the skin of my lips, it's okay I can bear the pain. I will wear the flames until it thaws the ice in my veins and fights away the frost on my face. We can find balance in a world that fluctuates. I love you little songbird.

Tin Man

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