Feb 2011
no word from you
and the blood grows bolder,
I've taken to rereading your old poems
written for "last time" lovers,
the bitter flames
has me smolder,
as I shake and grow ever colder.
and the blood grows bolder,
I've taken to rereading your old poems
written for "last time" lovers,
the bitter flames
has me smolder,
as I shake and grow ever colder.
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