The Flame

The flame of the match

Burns so brightly

The colors




All colors that messmorize her

The flame pulls me under

Until the match runs out

The flame in her heart, however

Is forevering burning bright

The flame sparks a smile

And she knows this is where she belongs

Where she longs 

To be

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