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Mar 2019
The spark from your touch
Was enough to ignite
My dusty old heart
To finally shine bright

But I was afraid
Of the heat inside
When you asked my legs
To spread open wide

I was always told
Never to play with fire
So I pushed you away
And ignored my desire

Now Iā€™m left with nothing
But this empty bed
Your scent on my pillow
And words left unsaid
Written by
Kay  26/F
(26/F)   
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