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Nov 2017
Your inevitable
Like the setting of the sun
Something beyond
My control
Like my phobias
So intense
Your all darkness.

It's irritating
And so thrilling  
The way we
Tiptoe around
The volcano
Swaying
So close to the lava
You feed me fire
Until we're consumed
And yet I'm back
For more.
                                Meyssy. I
Meyssy ibert
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Meyssy ibert  20/F/New york
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