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Heated Passion Turned Cold Your body has become as cold as a piece of ice. You no longer melt when I touch your body at night. What happened to the fire that ignited my passion? Where did our love go we shared in this big mansion? I would rather live in a shack high on a desolate hill. To live in this mansion without knowing loves thrill. If our love has gone without a chance for us to renew. Tell me now my darling but know that I still love you. Our love once burned hot like a internal raging fire. Only a dying amber remains to reignite and admire. Give me a chance to set ablaze all your desires. Fulfill your dreams and all else in life's you desire. I will warm you body and rekindle its internal blaze. Like a wild fire I will burn you until this fact you face. You will quiver from the rush that engulfs your soul. Give me what I've wanted from you again is my goal. BY:Kings
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