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poems the fever burns away all that i was....
the sun sets over these sweet nighmares....
because nothing is sweeter then you
and through the shades we see the spinless....
they seem to crawl and infest you.....with
emotions as important as breathing.....
but like every breath, taken for granted....and unoticed
forever falling into oblivion..........called "love"
as i bleed everything between words and lines
remember....each day....
...was for you.
