Poetry: Playing with fire

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Monday, January 12, 2015

Playing with fire

A young man, an engineer had a great job and the perfect house, however, he did not meet mrs. right just yet. One day, as he was at work when he met a beautiful girl. He saw her to be the one, long golden/brown hair, hazel eyes, baby face and the perfect figure. He tried to ask her out, and after a... Sign in to see full entry.

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