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The Flame Flame of life, flickers inside Rapid oxidation, Evaporate the gray droplets of winter’s rain. Molten memories Ooze from cerebral places, Incinerating familiar faces of those, I thought I once knew. Displaced guilt- A smoke screen of billowing lies, Choke the throats of the disillusioned. Fire light lead the way, Illuminate this path and restore vision to battered eyes, tightly shut in a fray of circumstance, Long ago. |
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I admit I struggle with punctuation.. I did the best I could here
thanks for reading:) This is a first draft...
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