1. 2 years ago 

   Wow, I can get lyrical too.

   This flame we had is now burning out.
   Forest fires smothered; our liquid repertoire.
   The sky falls with no lack of doubt,
   Because with you it doesn’t rain, it pours.
   
   It’s been hours and I can’t stop thinking,
   Lust is the heart of love,
   And the blood is slowly draining,
   Falling from the pieces up above.
   

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