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Feb 4
I used to love candles...
Loved the way they glow,
A tiny dancing ballerina rising from the flame,
I used to love candles,
Loved the way they smell,
The comforting scent filling up the air,
Making a house a home,
I hate the sight of candles...
It's now a sign of mourning,
A sign of absence
a sign of eternal sadness,
I hate the smell of candles,
That flickering flame was snuffed,
Yet another reminder there's hollow in your eyes,
I loved the warmth of candles..
Filling my space with its light,
But now I hate blue candles,
Ice blue cold to the touch just like they found you
Let et Scar
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Let et Scar  36/F/LB, CA
(36/F/LB, CA)   
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