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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Sitting here alone, staring at a cold fireplace Half of me not home, left an empty pillow space Teardrop candle wax lights the room with sadness Kindled by mirror sobs, reflection of an ashen image You spark the fire inside of me You fan the flames hotter ... with each heartbeat, it burns deep Every time you cheat on me, my sorrow start to smoulder glow Then every time you lie to me, my tears become combustible You spark the fire inside my soul Taking my mind places, I don’t really want to go And the pulse pain burns watery, scalding blink hurt in the first degree I’m drowning daily in a sea of liquid flammable grief My thoughts drips fiery, consumed by Titanic bosom misery Each time I hear the door squeak, after you creep In my heart burns a hole Then when you tip-toe quietly, and lay next to me I feel like a shaking volcano My fiery thoughts are always misty dawn set to wet pillow explode You spark the fire raging inside of me You fan the flames hotter ... with each heartbeat, it burns deep Every time you cheat on me, my sorrow start to smoulder glow Then every time you lie to me, my tears become so combustible You spark the fire that burns deep inside the heart of me Don’t fan the flames any hotter, or it just might make me become ashes free And I’d love feeling those ember regrets floating away in the night breeze Yes, I’d love seeing that fading fire, of weep desire, disappearing finally Floating far, far away in the night breeze Morn disappearing, finally 11-23-20
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