I was a forest fire
Except that was too much for him.
So I turned into a candle, surrounding myself with glass to keep myself lit.
Till one day he figured out he could close in on me.
And that's just what he did.
Stealing everything left in me, closing me off.
I went out.
that's when he left.-Gabsviolet

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Love is Impatient, Love is Unkind
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