Sunday, 14 June 2015

I badly feel like hugging full bulk of a tree trunk, wanting to absorb its strength
I got a lot of fire burning inside, and don't know whom to channel the flame to
I'm putting my sunglasses off at this bright time, to not shade my vision

I'm a fire, my dear, can't you feel the heat. And this flare has consumed her own bone down to her soul. 

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