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Ignorance is Bliss
The flame wasn’t bright
Didn’t cast shadows on the walls
Didn’t flicker and snap like the others
Didn’t even try to entice me with warmth
It just lay there, endlessly flaming.
It’s lack of allure
Was exactly what drew me in
Was what kept urging me to nurture it
Was how it convinced me there was so much more
Though it just sat, endlessly burning
Finally it grew
Until I was bathed in it’s glow
Until I drowned in devastating heat
Until all I could see, hear, think, feel was flame
Surrounding me, endlessly growing
So I let it in
I let the flame seep through my skin
I let it course through my innocent veins
I let it merge with my soul to become one
Inside of me, endlessly needing
And I hid nothing
It soaked up all of my secrets
It dove to the darkest depths of my mind
It figured me out, so I took off the masks
Consuming me, endlessly wanting
But then it grew still
Didn’t like what it discovered
Didn’t want what it’s light had shined upon
Didn’t need my help to burn bright anymore
So it left me, endlessly breaking
And now here I am
Wishing I'd never helped the flame
Wishing I hadn't felt the warmth it brought
Wishing I didn’t know what I’m missing, so
I wouldn’t wait, endlessly loving
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