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Malia
Poems
Dec 2019
Precious Gold Hue
Crackle of the fireplace
I feel your special warmth,
So comfortable
Yet dangerous
My dear fire reborn.
You remind me of love, my darling
Fast and quick, then a slow burn,
Dancing in the moonlight I reach for your fingers
Only to be burned.
But scars heal and so do memories,
And I come back to you,
Even when you hurt me
I adore your precious gold hue.
I know, I know, more fire? But seriously, Fire is cool. And fire reminds me of myself. Donβt mind me, Iβm just NOT being a pyromaniac.
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Malia
16/F/Stuck in my home :p
(16/F/Stuck in my home :p)
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