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When lightnings striking
intense current flows to ground
cold exquisite flash
caution signs shout STOP
dont pretend and turn away
while your soul burns on
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Sizzling whip strikes hot
fiery glow on willing flesh
fading to farewell
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body sings, not heart
she kneels to an empty throne
aching to belong
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