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Apr 2015
Your breath is poison in the air.

I inhale it like a sweet aroma,

Burning my lungs, killing my insides.

Your touch is lava.

I let the flames wash over me.

Feeling, burning, scorched skin.

Your heart is Ice

I welcome the frost into my core.

Blackened fingers, dulled emotions.

Senses cause insanity, yet love prevails.

Hatred flowing forth from thee.

But i should know.

I made you that way..
SH
Remus Cynclair
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