Date - 3/10/2023
Flames of The Night
You showed me the light,
I greeted the flames,
Now we are all dead in the burning cave.
Watching how everything is falling apart,
With the slightest touch of our wild thoughts.
We were never really perfect for one another,
And yet longed for each other,
Like the dry woods and sparks of the brightest lights.
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The Life of A Broken Soul
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