The Reasons For My Condition
By mjhagaman
Anastasia Like wildfire Is burning up my heart Has spread through the depths of my soul Can't She feel the love That has devoured me Anastasia Like a hairpiece Is keeping me holding on Has incarcerated my every thought My picture hangs on the wall Of her narrow heart Anastasia Like a disease Is thoroughly consuming me Has incapacitated my love Written October 25th, 2001 © on Oct 25 2001 02:15 AM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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