Burning Slow
it's magical,
a love so tragical
it makes my heart burn
as I toss and turn
I hold my feelings in my hand
knowing you'll dust them to the sand
your eyes ignoring the love
your heart pretending not to flutter like a dove
I wish you'd know
my love for you is as white as snow
and now it's melting away slow
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