Passionate flames burned bright for the last time,
As the petals of my love's rose turned to ash,
Being lit by the heart you've set on fire.
The smoke stings my eyes, but I smile.
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Venting In Verses
PoetryI vent here through my own poetry. The first few pieces aren't that good but I'm keeping them up to track my progress. So... enjoy, I suppose!
