I took what I wanted, but I can't have what I want
Balled up or sprawled out, flame on the seat of the couch
Seemingly intangible, I cup it, rekindle it, and ward the wind
We clicked and I clicked
I pointed,squinted, and pulled
And I can never take it back
I live in this heat, I freeze in its wrath
I can't win
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