Burnt PagesA Poem by Fran Mariehe walked into chapter five love at first sight; maybe.. it was my story but he would end it I floated into his sleep as his angelic dream and became his devilish nightmare we danced together through life but tripped over each other's sarcasm and indiscretions by the time the tale was written we burned the pages until nothing was left but ash in an ink stained fireplace we used to call love
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