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Aug 2014
I can't spend my whole life
writing my heart away.
I don't have
all the time in the world
to make you mine.
It would be unkind to think
what is written in the stars
is solely for us.

Don't tell me sweet things,
never tell me you want me,
I am only your fiery imagination
& you'll see
me writing forever
about you
& our desires,
this love
in my verse.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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