Written by m ennenbach11/30/201811/30/2018 (un)titled ode XVI the room is on fire smoke fills my lungs eyes burn she is an inferno i so desperately want to be consumed Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... 4 thoughts on “(un)titled ode XVI” This poem is small and mighty LikeLike Reply Damn! uummmm yes please LikeLiked by 1 person Reply short and sweet. if she existed, man oh man. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Right??!!! Totally. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply Leave a comment Cancel reply Δ
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This poem is small and mighty
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Damn!
uummmm yes please
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short and sweet. if she existed, man oh man.
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Right??!!! Totally.
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