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Dec 2016
We clash like fire and ice,
one burns hot,
the other cold,
and in the face of our fury,
a beautiful nightmare
is born.

You melt me slowly,
I cool you quickly.
We come together
to view the destruction
our love has wrought,
a rescue team that wades
through the broken
furniture and picks up the
pieces.

We put them back together
with glue,
hands nicked
and hearts sore.
But in the end, when all is said
and done,
we find each other
again.
Lottie White
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Lottie White  25/F
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