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Sep 2016
You saved me,
time and time again.

with every kiss
you breathe new life into me
and my heart,
you add kindling
to the fire.

I burn and I burn
but I do not go out,
and whether I destroy
or create
is up to you
and your decision
to stay.

I hate showing you
the visions of my past
but with every kiss,
my past gets a little darker,
and our future gets
a little brighter.
Love is kind of funny, but it's also kind of rad. I love you, Bluebird.
storm siren
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storm siren  26/Neither/Hell or High Water
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   Abigail Sedgwick and ---
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