the fire on your eyes burn me, I fall to you like
never think it abaut it,then I feel afraid in the end thing might be a ilusion
the fir e on your eyes, couhg me . like the wolf who can smell his next victim. I am the victiim or you are where the lie is beneath the eyes
what is lies behing me or you, like a childhood game of hide and seek,,but this time is seek to seek .a fire game of danger who dances become
more obvious
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