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TheStartOfMyEnds Sep 2016
Searching for yourself, hoping to find your complete.
A place to call home,
too impatient to wait
for a miracle to knock down your door
Eyes strained and lips stained of loss
Engaged to cupid's bow and lonliness is your mistress
Neither your shadow cares enough to appear
but little do you know
fire has no shadow
So be the light my love,
be the fire
burn me
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