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Stolen Flame

Once seen as a boy With a will to succeed Who never passed up a chance When someone was in need But the flame was stolen Along with my desire Blamed myself for the pain And the devil for the fire Mistake after mistake A little piece would break Not realizing my pride And future was at stake A voice calling gently "Don't let this drama last" I must move forward And forget about the past The black almost chocolate sky Ran with a sense of fear Now I can see the truth With a sky so bright and clear

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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