I’m told I’m playing with fire. On the heel of some desire.

And I would get burnt.

Everybody told me. What I didn’t want to see, and refused to believe.

Didn’t want to get hurt.

The time is getting closer. Time to make a decision.

What hurts is the future, it’s never met expectations.

WZ

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