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DANCING FLAMES
Looking into the depths of your soul
Your eyes glassy like a window
I try to reach out to you, but as if on cue,
You pull your shades down
You put up a nice facade
Concealing it with your dimpled smiles
You think you hid it well from me
But you'll watch me wreck your walls
Flames of orange and blue dancing in your eyes
Red blazing your skin and forming a silhouette
I ...
Tuesday 3rd July 2018 3:01 pm
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