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Your heart is ice, but my hands can be fire, I promise.                 just stay. I can melt through you- let me hold you, and take the pain away. But I can't help but leave destruction in my wake. I'm burning up our days.
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
Fire
Your heart is ice, but my hands can be fire, I promise.                 just stay. I can melt through you- let me hold you, and take the pain away. But I can't help but leave destruction in my wake. I'm burning up our days.
An apology for my selfish ways .
#love#fire#ice#skin#hug#free#touch#liberate
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Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
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