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Loves Breath
Love forever torments those who feel her breath.
It is like icicles upon the skin.
It is something you soon will not forget.
It aches of regret.
But yet even with it so haunting it is something we still all desire.
A burn caused by a great fire.
And to one who truly feels this I do truly admire.
For he is king with the words that he sings.
As tiring and trying as it might be.
Still it something he needs.
poem
by
Ace Of Black Hearts
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