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Apr 2013
Symphony's storm rushes
Your nails dug deep
So cold in the room
My lips taste the very warmth that holds me
Could never let go of it

You are so radiant
A silhouette to die for
A shadow so present and a fire so close
Take infinity and give it to me
Keep tranquil my mind
And heavy my heart

And then, again, as always
You decay from me
Tearing my being
Hiding in the light until the moment dies

As I myself refuse to believe the very, heretic emotion
Our eyes meet one last time
And you tell me something you could never say
And then you leave

You stole my heart,
The worst way
Jack Savage
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Jack Savage  26/Wolf Bay
(26/Wolf Bay)   
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