Love Comes Heating

I'm in a space shooter

speeding up,
I'm sticking to the seat

my soul is coming off of my body,


Bahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. ..n
burning up redly to ash


stunningly short
what I am is spread into petals in Ultra-Violet,


quietly,

falling/rounding/blown away

transparently

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