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Fourth Degree Burns

I am the girl that plays with fire got burned so many times , got burned so many times . But there is nothing more satisfying Than feeling them flames slowly advance from eyes to heart . At first is just a cozy warmth that fills your lungs with happy gas and all you can do is laugh. But then slowly the flames take charge, inside your lips around your arms between your legs and all becomes so stalled and hot . And the sensation lasts until the pain starts the skin is broken, the flesh dissolves, the bones become gray ash . Fourth degree burns is what I have -I told you not to play with wicked fire , Says my mom. -The restoration will take a while , but not to worry ,that in these cases the bone and skin always grow back . And I start again : - I am the girl that plays with fire , my name is Phoenix and I get burned all the time .

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