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A pile of dead embers
Glow
In the void
Of my empty heart.
Black fire burns eternally in my body
The memories we were yet to make
A time on the edge of forever in
Which we spoke of life and things to be.
Black flames race through my veins leaving me
Cold and afraid.
This cold fire that once was the beauty you inspired
Sustains me
and keeps oblivion away.
I am electron
You are positron
I am moon
You are sun
Me, winter
You, summer

Yet continuosly turning in a dynamo twist
Burning, cooling, forgetting our places and time

We forgot, totally forgot.
This is the rule of the Universe:
The opposites are destined
To make the world go round
And shake it
Tremble it
In a bursting ball of passionate fire!
Their eyes
Will always
Look down
On you
Their hearts
Will never
Change

So warm
Your hearts
In solitude
A hearth
Of poetic  
Flames...
Traveler Tim
30 Syllables
To those with such family drama
Hang in there HP
re to 07-2017
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