Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Change

I used to be cold as stone.
No flesh, just skin and bone.
you came into my life
and saw my strife.
And promised I'd never be alone

You once had my heart in a jar;
all ruined and filled with tar.
One blown kiss
and the jar was mist.
And my heart burnt up like a star.
-Dorian. C. Major

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