Wildfire

November 30, 2010
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I wish to hear not those three hollow words.
Give something real from the core of your soul.
Speak words to me that cut my heart deep.
I need that boiling sensation in my blood.
Quick! Before I grow too cold.
Grasp my mind and force upon me the truth.
Make me comprehend and leave me no choice.
Engrave your love into the depths of myself.
Please, evaporate the doubt that is wildfire in us.





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