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Nov 2013
Bleeding and dying, yet there is not blood
Broken and shattered, yet still in a whole
Yet what's so good about picking up the pieces ??
And what if I can't forget you ??
Even if I burn your name into my throat.
I still want to be the fire to catch you.
My heart is on fire tonight,
I can feel my bones ignite.
Vladimir Ruduke
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Vladimir Ruduke  Texas
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