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Feb 2019
He told me everything i ever wanted to hear
His words melted on my skin like hot wax
The flame still burning, but i didn't mind.

He disappeared this morning
The wax hardened
I tried to pull it off of my skin but it hurt too much to get rid of him

If he came back now,
The flame would start burning again.
Blurry Vision
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