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You make me want to
explode into
fifty thousand shades of fireworks.
These chemical
sparks light our faces,
and set everything else that’s ugly
on fire.
You’re a fabulous wave of chemicals,
and
now the sight of you is as simple-complicated
as an
addiction.
You make me want to COMBUST.