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Dec 2014
Bring it on
I'm ready to
Burn again
As you hold
The dripping wax
Closer
I'm debating
The pattern
I want burned
Onto my skin
Melted
Melt me
We're all melting
And he left my side
So what have I to lose
Pour the wax down
My throat
Maybe it will
Keep me together
Like he used to
"Wax."
WickedHope
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WickedHope  27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell
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