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A poem about a flame and the emotional effect. By a dear friend of mine with great talent! |
| The Flame Burning a lumenious red, the flames flickering across the room darkness aproching my hollow heart nothing left, nothing to live for pain, agony, tears not a shred of wisdom left for me to see not one boundrey on this earth keeping me here the scars on my heart cannot be healed, welded together so many times, so many times broken again, to this very edge of emotion i declare that life isnt worth living with the pain nothing is worth the pain of a scarred heart falling in pieces around my mind my streak of madness screaming come get me you hideous flame take me but i shall hold my head up high knowing i beared the pain the pain shall be forever imprinted in my soul as i walk into the fire and feel the burn as my body turns to ashes |