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24.03.2021 / 3:07am
Sometimes the touch burns,
It must have something to do with the difference in temperature.
Sometimes I'm cold, distant, faded.
Sometimes I'm hot, scalding, smoking, scarlet.
I can reach balance and just stay warm, but that's when you change and start burning me.
Is there ever a place or time where two souls measure the same? Or will we ever be destined to hurt one another as we rise and fall...?
Published 3rd Apr 2021
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3rd Apr 2021 5:46am
We make our own destiny, but sometimes we get hurt along the way. Keep on writing.
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3rd Apr 2021 9:42am
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3rd Apr 2021 10:37pm
I truly felt the ebb and flow of this one; I think you conveyed imbalance perfectly here.
7th Apr 2021 3:59am
The problems that couples go through truly test the strength of the relationship.
It is when people show themselves to you that you start to see who they really are.
It is when people show themselves to you that you start to see who they really are.
