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Apr 2019
I scorched myself to match your fire,
I chased death to match your desire.
Even though the wounds were deep,
The love for you was anything one can keep.
So never mind the scars I own,
Cause my heart is not of stone.
Melts for you, fuses the pieces together
It is something of a love, that lasts forever...
English is not my first language so suggest me if there are some errors.
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Nemis  20/M
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   Fawn
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