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Aug 2012
Look at the silent candle glowing in the corner,
I stare deep into its orange flame,
I feel like a stranger in my house,
But everything is the same,
I'm still empty,
I'm still cold,
I'm living the story,
I never told.

Look at the silent candle burning in the shadows,
I gaze deep into its fading light,
I feel like a demon in this hell,
As i head into the night,
I'm so frightened,
I'm so hurt,
I'm rotting from inside,
Turning to dirt.
written in 2006
Simon Clark
Written by
Simon Clark
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