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A Dying Flame

it's true, what they say

that everyone is broken

darkness covers day

and clouds the heartbroken

 

the light tries

to outshine the dark

your weary cries

create a bright spark

 

the stars shine bright

and strike to take aim

they shine down upon the night

thee raging red flame

 

your bones are crushed,

and thy soul captured

thy whispers hushed

a heart still fractured

 

to repair the pain

you have to dig deep

you have that to gain

thy soul to keep

 

now look up at the sky

and into the flaming sun

diminish thy trapped cries

because now, you have won

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ashley-8
Irish
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Mar 29, 2013
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