PSyChoPaTh emo.91 - Passion Burns
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2014-11-07
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Burn your soul,
feeling the heat;
of passion.
Feel it lick on your skin,
Feel its touch full of sin.
And yet, I give it no thought.
Cross my mind, cross my heart,
never once, made me cold.
And of this truth untold,
there my heart is sold,
The devil cries.
PSyChoPaTh emo.91
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/passion-burns/
feeling the heat;
of passion.
Feel it lick on your skin,
Feel its touch full of sin.
And yet, I give it no thought.
Cross my mind, cross my heart,
never once, made me cold.
And of this truth untold,
there my heart is sold,
The devil cries.
PSyChoPaTh emo.91
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/passion-burns/
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