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Your heart was like an open fire... Burning me with its need of warmth.. Then I urinated on it... Just to see you reek of smouldering contentment... I was the flame, but you needed more wood to stoke in your fires.. Here's some matches, light the doused cinders the wood will not burn the same....
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:41 AM UTC
You Needed Fresh Wood..
Your heart was like an open fire... Burning me with its need of warmth.. Then I urinated on it... Just to see you reek of smouldering contentment... I was the flame, but you needed more wood to stoke in your fires.. Here's some matches, light the doused cinders the wood will not burn the same....
#cheated#hurt#feeings#grass#greener
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Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:41 AM UTC
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