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Through the smoke

The smoke falls down, settling like a cloud  
I feel your hands reach out to me
Gripping my waist and pulling me close
The fire crackles in the distance
Crawling like a demon determined to eat
Everything it touches in it's path
A bottomless pit of unknowable hunger  
And through the smoke, it's terrible breath
You reach out and pull me so close
Your hands and body sore and so tired
You have been fighting this monster  
And I miss you deep inside me
Your hands come through dreams
To hold and comfort me in a way no one can
It feels so real but when I go to touch back
It's like touching the smoke that is choking me
Written by BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
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