Burning Love
We were always meant to be and everyone thought we could never die
Our love grew like a flame, it always burned
When we were together our love could never die
It burned brighter then anyone thought possible
The heat and the intensity became life like
We were two matches drawn close towards each other
When we touched sparks flew and our love grew stronger
Until one day we touched and the flames went out
We coughed and sputtered and tried to rekindle our flame
Trying to bring back that heat and intensity that we had
But it never seemed to work, and with a final shudder our flames died
We were meant to be, maybe that's why we burnt out
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