Smoke

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I took in a breath of fresh air,

The fire inside was bright,

But you came and blew it out,

And that killed my light,

All I have is  smoke,

Swirling in my heart,

Hot enough to be re-lit,

But not hot enought to start,

The day you blew my love away,

I was cold and afraid,

Because when you chose to love me,

The fire inside me stayed,

All I have is smoke,

Bellowing in my chest,

And as I remember our love,

I realise I was blessed,

You stomped out my fire,

And I cried and cired for days,

But we were so happy,

Because your love is what kept me ablaze.

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