Jun 2020
You sparked a fire in me, it's true,
that burned every feeling but a few,
pleasure at first, and then the pain,
damage done, before it could even rain
that burned every feeling but a few,
pleasure at first, and then the pain,
damage done, before it could even rain
And now, I can't find a way to put it out
(19/F)
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