My Wild Fire
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Última publicación lun, nov 17, 2014
This is poem is dedicated to a family member, not an ex. I was very sick one day and stayed home. At one point I woke up and wrote the poem after having a nightmare about the lose of my family member. when I woke up later I showed this poem to my mom who moved it, I showed it to my English teacher who also loved it. I was told to enter it into contest so I did. I moved shortly after receiving mail so I never got the confirmation mail, so as far as I know this poem is a published in two books. I hope you enjoy the poem I may have more to come.
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