Poetry of a lost teen
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    Burning

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    You created heat 
    A mere sensation
    you let it burn
    in all situations
    My heart grew fonder
    and burnt on for longer
    to this day i'm burning
    you forgot to set me free
    to this day I don't blaim you
    I only blaim me
    ~H1
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