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"Burning in thin dark flames like a sin it was Pretty places with all the sad environs You loved playing with matches And dolorously, I cleaved a paper heart Paintings hung on the wall so raw Heart beats racing like their Jaguars
You know you've been lying through I thought I could deny, but darling I was too Green fields, hazy nights Undertones to the pastel skies Blood orange sun, the ocean so blue Nebulous melos drowning in my veins Tell me are yours too?"
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A/n; I'm not a poet, but here's a bad poem. There are no questions to answer as no one asked any so, that's it for today.
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