My mischievous friend
Breathing flames
Feel him inside
Whispering sweet words
Held back by barriers of modern 'conciousness'
My mischievous friend
Wants to feel the earth tremble under his feet
Inspiring a burning urge
Straight to the deepest abyssal void
My empty shell of a soul
To be filled and consumed
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