The connotation—the impulse.
The urge, and the strike.
A candle, a lighter—
the flame that ignites.
Sitting on the floor, in my room that night;
pen on paper, those words in my head.
Then the flame burned the papers—a fire so red.
Nov 13, 2024
Nov 13, 2024 at 8:12 PM UTC
The connotation—the impulse.
The urge, and the strike.
A candle, a lighter—
the flame that ignites.
Sitting on the floor, in my room that night;
pen on paper, those words in my head.
Then the flame burned the papers—a fire so red.
Creation Date: 11/1/24 | 10:00 am CDT
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