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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Kindled my soul at the time of my birth. It feeds my craving for the boundless, superior joys of desiring to be soulless. Owing to the breadth-widening death. Like it drew the moth to the fire spot, Your heart will no longer be the same. The zeal blazed deep within my frame. Being your goal is all I desire in my heart. Similar to how a fire burns logs of wood. It turned each log into a heap of dust. If life across you falls apart, hold trust. Adding soul light to fire as a lover should. She swayed to the rhythm of her drum. Drumming swings penetrated the darkness. Fireflies lit the way with a sharp blackness. I'm baffled; what drives you to clean scum? Sharp fangs tear your soul aside eating fire. Embrace those who support your view in dark. I quietly beg for red flowers and a sheer stark. You are aware that I grant you light and choir. Your eyes shine brightly in the sunlight. Your presence brightens my every day. Your inner fire inspired me in every way. Not even a single tear escapes my sight. Cast light on the radiant hunger of life, increase with each brilliant dawn beam and soothe during the night's quiet gleam. Where every day creates various strife. Your best mate is your spunky soul fire. Seeing love in your eyes quenches the carrier. I pray that your soul sets fire to every barrier. It aims to foster a mindset over your pyre. My skin is on fire from the pain of a needle. as if a comet is hurling toward the sun. The soul's shells burn, fall, and hold a ton. I understood how life and death wheedle. Will we all perish in the raging fire? Restore our spirits and release us. Water was enabled to stoke the glory. Without wings, you are stuck in a dire. Hopes were burned by fire-spawned smoke. It faded from vibrant light, fearful of wrath. Should it be uprooted if it strikes a scathe? Will wiping the slate or leaving it to invoke? Written: December 10, 2022
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