gay love
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A wintry breeze dances by,
Floating across the orange landscape,
Caressing the living with its cold touch.
Beneath the floor,
Behind the door,
Out in the hall,
Inside the wall.
The darkness creeping,
The light is fleeting,
Hidden in the Shadows,
Is a fear appearing.
One with rainbow hair and one with golden eyes.
A high school project turned sweet
Empty.
Quiet and still on the inside.
Everything stuffed inside the closet.
Fire ignites, change happens.
His eyes meet mine and the flame gets fanned. The fire rages inside us.
and you told me you wouldn't leaveand that you would neve
