my fantasy
your reality
my passion and your fire
my sadness and yours
burned in the fire like a single noose
and we and our hearts in the filthy fire burned to the end
but to return both passion and soul
from my fantasy and yours
disappears in the morning
appears during the day
in the evenings again becomes fire
and I burned in the fire
I have your fantasy
I have your character
I can barely hold back
suffocate inside
and drops of your fire
I looked at them
and they became mine
and I began to burn from the inside
I became a spark for you
you are the desire of my eyes
I am the desire of your scenes
they give me passion closer to the th
over which we talked in secret from everyone
and I have burned since then still
and it burns from afar
but everything is closer
this is not mine
this is not it
but drops of your lights
became mine
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