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Jan 2020
I’m petrified can’t admit this need.
If I need you that means I could lose you.
Losing you would end me.
So, I’ll want you with a Flame that Burns hotter than the sun.
I’ll want you till the stars fall from the sky.
But I'll never need you.
Written by
V C Vaughn
94
   Colm
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