She walked into the cold night
The dry freezing air hung around
her bare silky skin
But the burning in her heart
Warmed her from within
As it pumps and bleeds boiling blood
Like an erupting volcano
Suiting her aching soul
Tonight is dedicated to pain
Body damning the harmattan cold
Inhaling the thin air
Recalling all painful memories
Drowning in the sorrow it brings
Tomorrow she can be whole again
But tonight she breaks and burns

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