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When people say “rekindle an old flame,” I find it very misleading. That flowery wording Makes it sound so Musical So Promising What it really is Is that *** lighter That you sparked And resparked And swore wasn’t empty Before leaving in your pocket Sometime ago. When you found it, you lit up, Friction flicked that Wheel And watched that Flame dance once more, Enough to ignite one more Toxic thought Getting you high from the Smoke Clouding the past Leaving you Staggered When your fingers Bleed Begging for Fire And you crack it open, Look for what’s more Not even smelling Butane Just smelling Nothing. It’s empty.
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
Rekindle
When people say “rekindle an old flame,” I find it very misleading. That flowery wording Makes it sound so Musical So Promising What it really is Is that *** lighter That you sparked And resparked And swore wasn’t empty Before leaving in your pocket Sometime ago. When you found it, you lit up, Friction flicked that Wheel And watched that Flame dance once more, Enough to ignite one more Toxic thought Getting you high from the Smoke Clouding the past Leaving you Staggered When your fingers Bleed Begging for Fire And you crack it open, Look for what’s more Not even smelling Butane Just smelling Nothing. It’s empty.
#love#broken#sad#fire#empty#reflections#old#flame#rekindle
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Nicolette-Avery
Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
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