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There’s a flame that burns,

deep within me.

Sparked by hurtful words,

dormant by your touch,

and at times it rages,

for no reason at all.

I can’t control the flame.

It burns wild,

and out of control.

I’m sorry if I’ve hurt you,

so I should go,

but then see the tears in your eyes,

as I turn to walk away.

I just can’t do it.

The flame that once raged,

is nor merely an amber,

in a puddle of your tears.



~*~ Jill ~*~