I found a little bit of magic

I held it in my palm.

Then it shot out sparks of coloured light

and burnt my insides.

Still, I held firmly on to it,

worried it might run.

To my alarm, the mighty pain slowly became fun.

It continued to dazzle

and my eyes became fixated,

as I watched the magic eat flesh,

the pain feel fresh,

and my hollowness became a spaceship that

I could ride into the blaze.

What do you see, what don’t you see, what do you feel, is it surreal? It’s  hard to tell under this spell, if the world is white or just a reel. I love you.

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