Like the moth to flame

So am I to you

The fire that threatens to burn

And consume me feverishly
You work your way 

into my heart

Gently replanting trust

Trying to prove everyone wrong
When my fears lash at you

You bear them and tell me that you understand

Truth or lie – I don’t know

But I choose to trust you
So, if my heart ever becomes mangled

And you are found to be the cause

You will get a blessing

That looks more like a curse

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