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From Heart To Zero
Fires burn hot but rarely last
What remains is just embers
Our own love-volcano cooled
I wonder if Julie remembers
She went from heart to zero
Furnace turning to ice floe
Soul out of fuel and cooled
Flames flickering with woe
She was temperamental
Blew cold with the best
All or nothing the norm
I got chilled like the rest
She went from heart to ze...
Tuesday 8th September 2020 11:23 am
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