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"i could destroy you," your drunken thoughts said.

"i know," i whispered, resting my head against your slowly rising chest

"i could so easily destroy you," you slurred, "like a fire."

i ignored your last remark and closed my eyes as you pressed a light kiss to the top of my head

and truthfully, your lips were a flame that i didn't mind getting burned by

[don't play with fire] - p. f. 

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