Life and marriage with Aspergers Syndrome
Embers glow too dull to see And yet the fire still smoulders, Drip-fed fuel of hurtful words While seeming to grow colder.
Now the kindling's stacked so high It's balanced on a knife-edge, Fatal breath of oxygen Explodes it in violent rage.
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