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Mar 2014
Before you,
Rages the fire,
That engulfs,
All that we were.

And you regret,
Allowing that,
Single match,
To destroy me.

I am forgiving,
But I see it,
As my biggest,
Downfall.

For we can seal
The open wounds,
But never erase
The burn scars.
Pushing Daisies
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Pushing Daisies
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