Unburnt through fire,

Everyday, hidden, lost, love, memories, poem, poetry, Vpoetry 1 Minute
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…

Missing you Is like

Holding a burning piece of ice…

Neither does the cold

Numb the mourning heart,

Nor does the heat

Burn down that beating piece of shit..

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