Sunday, September 16, 2012


You every so often fan the flames in my heart, till they flare and sear my lungs. And every time, they die back down, hoping that they'll get the chance to rise again.

1 comment:

  1. Continue the good fight! Those flames will engulf you and eat you up after you had taken your pleasure on them. Their energy isn't real and it's love selfish.
    The flames will eat you and swallow you..