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Apr 2014
Empty promises flow from your mouth
Like lava spews from a volcano
Oh, how I love it when you do this
As your flaming arrows pierce through my skin
You spark a fire in my forest of dreams

For some strange reason
I must say thank you
Because you taught me
That my creator is the only one I can really trust
Because of Him I choose to forgive you
Liz Stevens
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Liz Stevens  Omaha, NE
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