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Jan 2018
Fire burning bright as angels sing above.

Dearly beloved all I've wanted  has found another love.

A fire once filled me to simply make her smile.

Now that fire has turned to hatred burning all the while.

She had a way with charm and love could make the devil blush.

But I was lucky or unlucky because I found her love.

At nights she would whisper so softly in my ear and her words were fuel to a fire that burned with love and care.

But her lips grew lustful and her eyes looked far I caught her with another and it broke my heart.

The Fire that burns in me is one that can't go out so I shall take a ******* torch and burn her ******* house.
John Yuri Yasmirakov
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John Yuri Yasmirakov  122/M/Everywhere but nowhere
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