The clock is ticking
I'm tired of waiting
This fiery inferno inside me
Is burning incessantly
Begging to be freed
From the confines it's in.
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Lamentations Of The Heart (Poetry)
PoetryA warm hand holds mine Our beating hearts intertwine However cold the world may be Our love will keep us aflame, baby. This book is made up of my original poems. I hope you like it!
