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One ember

in the depths of the night

kindling

dancing in the breeze

swaying left and right

Beauty from afar

an essence of it's own

I begin to walk closer

ignited as though from thin air

I see two flames near

atop the gravestone

three words illuminate

"Rest In Peace"

Relinquished

as if by sacrifice

One flame disappears

Encumbered by smoke

I fall to my knees

as if to feel the same dying breath

of the name followed by R.I.P.

A haze in the night

I sit alone with this one light

dancing as if with joy

like it's proudly capturing

the gasoline

that fuels the fire in my life.

Surrounded by smoke

I look around hastily as though

this is some sort of joke from the deceased.

"Please! Stop! Stop! I cannot breathe!!"

Granted one solomn wish

I begin Incinerating from within

the smoke I once breathed

lighting a circle to be

a pile of ashes

sinking into the soil

of this grave

R.I.P.

followed by my name."