many stories
beforehand
have warned me
about the likes
of you
ones that
brightly blaze
radiant
majestic
mischievous
ones you
should never
allow yourself
to come close
to love
but it was
cunningly
inevitable
our tale
of two
you were the sun
and I was Icarus
i was meant
to fall
for you
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 6:22 AM UTC
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