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Sep 2013
I fell in love with a wicked woman.
Her eyes smoldered black, and her heart burned twice as hot.
I showed her compassion and she showed me the door.
Her hair an inferno, her words scalded the skin.
A searing touch and  boiling smile, she dragged me down to ashes.
When the wind carried me away, I saw her charred soul,
and I let her burn alone.
Jay
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Jay
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