Burn with Me. By themischievousannaDecember 12, 2016 ( 0 ) 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 How it feels to deteriorate. By themischievousanna1 week ago ( 0 ) Accountable Excision. By themischievousanna3 weeks ago ( 0 ) The Volley of Questionables. By themischievousanna4 weeks ago ( 0 ) 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 Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.
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