Burn with Me. By themischievousannaDecember 12, 2016 When the season is In growth among decay, Love can Burn in presence, And freeze As they fall away. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, Photography, Poetry, WritingTags: emotions, Fiction, fiction&poetry, holidays, life, people, photography, poetry, writing Related Articles Under the wasted rubble. By themischievousannaJuly 22, 2019 Another subject. By themischievousannaJuly 13, 2019 The Messiness of Illusion. By themischievousannaJuly 7, 2019 Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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