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Dec 2015
A fire that burns
A flame that stays calm within our hearts-
Then we meet them
The gasoline to our flame
The oxygen to our flame
The life of our flame.
The simple wait for it
The smart look for it
The brave fight for it
But
The hurt hide from it.
Because
A flame will always do what its made to do
A flame will always burn
I've lost my flame
Many have but someday the sun will rise again until then the dark shall settle and night will be my light in hope of a moon to give some light and maybs some day the sun will rise and the flame the love will live again.
Written by
Muhammed Amir Shaik  20/M/south africa
(20/M/south africa)   
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