Loving you is like stealing the sunlight from the morning.
I hate the idea but your warmth is something I need
Scatter your heat, melt my frozen days with my cold being
I will keep your warmth ever consuming and tightly sealed. ...
XXII
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There I was standing with the surrounding echo of the wind
Caught in the middle of the rampaging thirst for love and my dauntless inner voice ...
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