Pulled me from the fire

When I was shining, 

it wasn't much more 

than the glows of the embers

that lit my skin on fire

so the warmth of my embrace

was little in consolation 

from the depths that I fell into

but you jumped with both feet

and sped faster into the abyss

just to save me from myself

when I immolated my life-

you sat with me in the hollows

and held my hand, waiting for me

despite no sign of the fire dying

and when my revenge 

turned my heart into ash

you clutched onto the remains

when you pulled me from the fire

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