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the tornado of fire.


The fiery circle of love has burned me like many others

making us numb to its heat

we are the ones that were in the center and touched the fire walls of love

we were the brave ones we were burned numbed to the pain of the flames

to the pain of life and love

but we still tried to touch the flames but we never felt the flames of love

for we were cursed scared numbed to the life of love.

 
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