Your absence
is a match – lighting me
from the inside out.
I try to run and flee,
but it is unescapable –
I am doomed in defeat,
and I have barely
begun to fight.
The flames are growing;
blazing and strong.
I am heightened in heat;
repenting in ashes.
This battle is won
with a single match,
that I light myself
on the coldest of nights.

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