Flammable heartA Poem by rhymeaway
Our fireplace was damp and cold,
3 years of separation would be it. Oh the number of firemen to put out just one dangerous fire! I could say I was treated for 4th degree burns. Yesterday we met after long and you still spoke with your notorious smile, And I knew I'd burnt down as a whole then and there.
© 2016 rhymeawayAuthor's Note
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