Aug 2017
I see that spark in your eye
That sets fire to my heart
Rib Cage spread, kindling to start
The world is not set ablaze
Just slightly warmed
as is my...Liver?
Ah, Good night.
That sets fire to my heart
Rib Cage spread, kindling to start
The world is not set ablaze
Just slightly warmed
as is my...Liver?
Ah, Good night.
I'm not a huge fan o fake romantic poems. Most the time when we try we fall flat on our face. No Editors or post-production here
Written by
Marshall Messi
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