Destroy Everything You Touch

Your touch,
Blue sparks flying from your fingertips
- Needles to the skin.

A harsh cry,
Breaks upon the silence of the night
- The note of a tortured soul.

Its effects ripple through me
- My soul and flesh reverberate.

Immortality beckons,
I cease to exist in a flash of rubedo
- Only auric strands of my existence survive.

The End

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