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Melting Heart
Melting away on my he inside is a heart so pure that shouldve never seen this fire. It should have never felt the flames jump from excitement as they found more to scorch.
It should've never been known how fire is used as a way to produce quicker results, for then it would've never let the flames dance underneath or start to let the flames grow, beginning at his feet.
Slowly over time, the...
Thursday 23rd July 2020 10:12 pm
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