Monday May 2, 2016

#96
 
Bundled up in your arms,
Laid down with air to breathe.
The more you fed me, the hungrier I became.
I grew and helped you feel safe. And warm. 
I got bigger. Things got heated.
We became distanced.
You watched me wither away. And die.
Ashes to ashes.
 
What am I?

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