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Slow Burn

Watch what you want to see Listen to what you want to hear Some most definitely will disagree The boundaries are very unclear Emotions are much at stake It grows during your sleep Lives while your awake Each moment it begins to creep There is no escape Not everyone should be free Changing us to a formless shape What may be you, could be me The false takers of love Broken hearts that may never return Victims chose to fit like a glove Lost in the ashes of a slow burn….

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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