So easy to suffer the singe
You got too close to the fire
Now you lost your lashes and brows
But more crucially
You lost your honor
Your very humanity
When you threw yourself
Upon my hearth
And took what was not yours
Jun 27, 2013
Jun 27, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
So easy to suffer the singe
You got too close to the fire
Now you lost your lashes and brows
But more crucially
You lost your honor
Your very humanity
When you threw yourself
Upon my hearth
And took what was not yours
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