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Dying Candle

Your eyes have lost the spark

That once lit up my mind

What roared for some time ago

is now a quiet of a kind

It is such a pity

That whatever's gone wrong

your engine's lost its' fuel

your throat's lost its' song

 

Your lips have lost the smirk

That once drew me much near

I do want to reignite it

For with it I can't compare

But if I had my wish

Would you stop being locked

Open your doors

For hours I've knocked

 

You and I are a candle

That's about to fade out

Can't we hold on until the morning

Then we can see with no doubt

But give me some fuel

And hold off the breeze

When you and I come crashing

my world it will freeze

 

Your branches are reclining

And your wall I can't climb

It is steadily rising

You won't give me time

But if this is your wish

It's time for my going

To find another lightsource

With a shine that's more glowing

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Written by
william-k-chee-awai
Swedish
Published
Oct 21, 2011
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