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Under
My burning heart
of envious fire,
Forms to ashes
from your desire.
The pain you cause
Is worse than a secret-
That is because,
You are the only one who can keep it.
My Weeping sorrow
of burning tears-
The lifeless conspiracy
Of all those years.
This broken heart
that posed a threat,
Is now a nightshade
of Solemn regret.
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