I don't want this heat

  Warmth rushing unasked for

  Down my chest

  Up my cheeks

  A soft, unnecessary flame

  Burning in my guts

  Dancing

  Beating on my ribcage

  Reaching down my limbs

  Spreading roots tipped with thorns

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  Nudging me out of position

  Out of the sunshine

  It promises to light my way

  Keep me warm

  Protect me through the night

  But it's lying

  Well, not quite lying

  It thinks it can do it

  Believes with all my heart

  But I know it for the fool it is

  I can't douse it

  Wouldn't want to if I could

  Can't cage it

  I've certainly tried

  All that's left

  My only recourse

  Is a firm embrace

  And a soft whisper

  As I step back onto the path

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