Hellflame

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Love slowly heats to anger. God, how sweet it used to be.

I add more sugar but i swear the flames rise higher than ever.

Reminds of you grit in my teeth like left over sugar grains but burn like a chille at the crunch.

Water has become fire and the sweetness of you has become an inextinguishable internal hellflame  

BitterOnde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora