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Lines from Chasing Red

January 2, 2017

 

 

She was fire and I wanted her to burn me.

 

Like a moth to a flame, I could not resist.

 

She was broken.

A puzzle that was missing a few pieces.

Maybe I’d carve my own pieces to complete her.

 

They said she was going to be my ruin 

…then let her ruin me.

 

-Chasing Red -

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