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Mar 2017
My heart finally thawed from the bridges I burned.
Igniting past lovers like they were medals I had to earn.
The harder they love, the bigger the flame.
Incinerating their hearts to ash, branded with my name.
They will now understand the cruel lesson in love I had to learn:
Don't ever learn your heart go numb or you'll be cursed collecting lovers hearts in an urn.
Branden Youngs
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Branden Youngs  Sad City, WA
(Sad City, WA)   
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