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Love Is a burning thing.
Burn my body
cremate my heart
my minds in flames
a fire you've start
Blistered my skin
from the heat of your kiss
you turned into hell
what i thought would be bliss
Ashes of my old self
they burn and flake
if this is a nightmare
then why cant i wake?
cremate my heart
my minds in flames
a fire you've start
Blistered my skin
from the heat of your kiss
you turned into hell
what i thought would be bliss
Ashes of my old self
they burn and flake
if this is a nightmare
then why cant i wake?
Published 20th Apr 2015
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21st Apr 2015 7:01am
Again understood, great flow. Beautifuly sad
