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May 2016
When you have had enough,
When the last line has been drawn.
The fire fed.
The blaze afar.

You only know one thing...
Get control..
Control it..
You can do it.
Depend on your heart.

The love that it bears.
The love that it shares.
The love that it shows.
The desperation as it glows.

Control it.
You may lose them forever.
Only you will be left.
In the fire.
Sometimes the anger is to great and the enemies are fair. But when its your loved one, its hard to not care.
Dark Jewel
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Dark Jewel  20/F/Greenville, SC
(20/F/Greenville, SC)   
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