Burns
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May 30, 2015, 9:50 PM

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Are we under cover?
Faces worn like masks
Underneath them, lovers
Friends, if they should ask.

 

We can veil the light
Of the fire burning,
But could we ever hide
The smoke and heat infernal?

 

Are we undercover?
Friends, if someone asks

Kept in secret, lovers

Spying their last.

 

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