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Oct 2012
We are the children
Of a single flame.
Our lights burn on
As an eternal are
For really we are one and the same
Not at war with the world
But at ones own name
Struggling to find where we really belong
Why can't we see we were at home all along

A fight that only we can decide
Yet one that affects everyone inside

We are the children
Of a dimming flame
Fading away in this wicked game
Searching for truths where there are only lies
Looking for a home that is well disguised
But alone we still travel
When there's hope in your eyes

I am a child
That can only be happy
After being so sad
Still learning who I really am
Fighting the world everyday
But it is with you that I find my name
For it is in your embrace
That I stop trying to find where I belong
For it is in your arms that home was, all along.
Not sure about the last stanza, if anyone has any suggestions, they'd be more than welcomed! Thank you.
Charlotte
Written by
Charlotte  Canterbury
(Canterbury)   
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