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Apr 2014
She yearned constantly
for it in her heart,
which knew
no other way.

Everything she did
to start her hidden-desires
was always over the top,
she was pure majesty.

And the trickery
they used
never stopped.

They drained her
until she was empty,
could no longer play
Miss Fire Angel,
the Queen of fiery-passion.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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