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All that I am is smoldering embers of a dying fire waiting for a wind that will pick up my flame you are the oxygen which allows me to burn with one gust from you i know i’ll remain The night is now still and foresees a guaranteed storm as i wait for the torrent i beg mercy of the stars the stars not responding, they point me to you so your tasseogrophy tells me, ambivalent you are I, these smoldering embers, still wait patiently my flame still remains a dormant bed of ash the only truth i know is that your breath is my fate and if that breath wont come, just tell me, i ask I can no longer bare the silence of this impending storm let the torrent pour in and douse my embers out this is the end of my smoldering existence oh how you had me burning during the drought
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC
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All that I am is smoldering embers of a dying fire waiting for a wind that will pick up my flame you are the oxygen which allows me to burn with one gust from you i know i’ll remain The night is now still and foresees a guaranteed storm as i wait for the torrent i beg mercy of the stars the stars not responding, they point me to you so your tasseogrophy tells me, ambivalent you are I, these smoldering embers, still wait patiently my flame still remains a dormant bed of ash the only truth i know is that your breath is my fate and if that breath wont come, just tell me, i ask I can no longer bare the silence of this impending storm let the torrent pour in and douse my embers out this is the end of my smoldering existence oh how you had me burning during the drought
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Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 9:38 PM UTC
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