No Longer
As more time passes
It's like a candle's flame burning
Except all the wax is melted
And we're left with a burning wick
And a flame that can only last so long
The candles scent has drifted so far
And so have you
The fire's glow is starting to dim
And I'm losing sight of the familiar face I knew
It's the sad truth
There will be nothing left
Everything will burn
It will be dark
You will no longer be the light that guides me
I will try and try again
To spark up whatever is left
Needless to say it's impossible
There's nothing left of us
Copyright © Nadia Marasco | Year Posted 2016
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