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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #874945
a poem i wrote to pass the time.
There is a line to cross , a road to follow .

A heart to continue to beat or break.

Does the pain, and loneleness become anyless of a second skin .

Our very lives blood pumping through its veins .

The burn becomes the passion of a much
more elaborate fire .
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