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Mar 2019
I can't quite tell your eye colour

You don't even know my name

But somewhere a fire started

And I'm the one to blame.

When I look at you, I wonder

Just what you think of me

When I think the world of you

And if we will ever be.

I should have known that this would happen

The explosion, the fall

The burning passion growing rapidly

As I long for you once more.
For Alex.
Written by
Aurora
538
   Yann
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