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a little less like an alarm, a little more like being trapped in a burning building, mistaking the fire for warmth, mistaking the heat for passion, mistaking the smoke for breathless bliss, but things that promise light seldom go unheard, and you aren't any different
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
toxic relationships
a little less like an alarm, a little more like being trapped in a burning building, mistaking the fire for warmth, mistaking the heat for passion, mistaking the smoke for breathless bliss, but things that promise light seldom go unheard, and you aren't any different
Different style of my last poem
MegL
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Mar 21, 2017
Mar 21, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
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