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Nov 2012
The fire with in me is bursting, like a match struck in darkness.
It is burning everything in its path like a raging forest fire.
Causing pain and despair, as my memories are turned to ashes.
Making me feel the winter chill of emptiness.
From the ashes I will rise a new and stronger me for the fire has died and I am still alive.
Moonlight Blossom
Written by
Moonlight Blossom  America
(America)   
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