I grabbed something hot today.
It scalded, seared, . . . Burned.
I tried to let it drop,
but my hands were stuck firm.
That is, until it melted the flesh from my bones.
It struck at the ground with a clang,
like it was angry.
And with it, it took a piece of me
I will never get back.
Next time, I'll be sure to grab the Cold one.
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