In the Heat of the Moment
I weave through blazing flames
Fanning my scorching heart
Spinning sparks attempt to tame
Not even a gram of pain subsides
All that is magical gone - my existence torched
A helium filled heart taunting me
Floating high escaping my grasp
As the smoke clears I see
His embers still burns for another
All that is magical gone - my existence torched
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Copyright © Carol B. | Year Posted 2018
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