My anniversary date is on its' way.
Time to ignite that fiery flame.
Up close, so tight, the fire then burns.
Living my life as regular book worm.
The nerd in me aligns the sword.
Aspire to be high like the once great Hor.
To feel the pain, is to feel the wrath.
Dirtied up, then fill the bath.
Alas, we write, we sign in blood.
The whole point of selling your soul is to have fun.
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