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The Burning Flame
Think of me as a candle. The wax is my body The flame is my soul, Just as the falme rises above the wax My soul is reaching out, for bigger,better,higher things The more I try the more I lose. My life is wasting away before me. Untill my heart melts. Before I know it my life is gone Burnt out, like the flame, in an instant. My darkend spirit escapes to a place of my dreams, The place i had longed for All my life. ----END----
