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Sep 2020
there’s this
burning haze
that smolders inside me
crying
begging
pleading
for me to let her out

but i’m too scared
of the forest fire
she could cause

to ever trust her enough
to believe in her

and so
hidden

Alone

she will stay
Not made for love
Written by
Pseudonymous S  F/Dublin, Ireland
(F/Dublin, Ireland)   
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