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Shore of our Hunger


I sit, on the shore of our hunger
Dreaming, lost in imagination
thoughts of you
we were once separated by this river
just a bridge away
I sit, seduced
burned by my own desires
watching the ice chunks
slowly float by, knowing,
even if is I were to jump
into the icy water
It still....would never cool
my burning skin ~~

Written by Italian Angel

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