It is unknown why the fire was cold
The fire was alone
without courage, masking his misery
his desires unknown, he doesn't smile
Cold and alone during blissful twilight
Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC
It is unknown why the fire was cold
The fire was alone
without courage, masking his misery
his desires unknown, he doesn't smile
Cold and alone during blissful twilight
This poem is about someone who has potential, but doesn't use it because of the bad things in his life
