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Burning to ashes

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Burning to ashes
My heart turns to dust
Still filled with desire
For his teenage lust

A touch of his hand
Is all that I need
To sew up my heart
That continues to bleed

But his touch is cold
Down in the ground
And his once smiling lips
Don't utter a sound

His heart filled with love
Is flooded with death
His eyes are now empty
He won't take a breath

My heart will stay broken
Because his love is my thread
And he'll continue to sleep
In his eternal bed





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