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 Feb 2015 anthony connell
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It was as if the curtains split
And caused these flames to ignite
And the lucid beckoning in your eyes
Glistened fiercely in the light
The smoke threatens to seep in
And though try, it might
Our fire blazes through these shadows
And won't retreat without a fight
I love you.

— The End —