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The Flame
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Completed Poems The light dims
The flame is choked
Left without access
To its precious fuel
The pure air
Freely flowing
Around it
Instantly
It dies
Strangled
Its smoky remnants
Float upwards
Twisting
Then dissipating
Into the air
Leaving only a faint hint
Of a smell
That shortly glorifies
Its once great light
powerful piece
through the numb, there is a biting pain that exists in my heart. I doubt it will ever fade.
~Q.o.V