Burn

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I can't help but cry over you.
Because my feelings got into the way
I didn't know, it'll turn into this.
The burning thoughts mourn into my eyes.
Unleashing flames
Ember words
Molten arguments
The water then is released
And disintegrates each spark
And all I have left
Is dead anger
And you with her.
    
     
      

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