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Mar 2015
some people
warm people
you might get burned
they shine so bright

and you'r one too
you have your flame
they feed your core
you get your light

you'r all consumin
each and all
but sometimes some
can't soak that flame

and i'm their death
the lovin killer
yes, i'm the one
that's left to blame
around 2/2/10

moved here from wordthingies on blogspot
Roy Esnarom
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