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Jun 2010
The candle light just seems to fit
my dark and sombre mood
as another new relationship
is about to come unglued

Like the inconsistent glow
of the fragile little flame
the fire that once burned so bright
just could not be sustained

and so I sit alone once more
aching in the dark
and wonder why a fool like me
his own words does not hark.
A Thomas Hawkins
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A Thomas Hawkins  Canada
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