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Too soft to burn
My fire glows low
So close to being ash
If I could crack open my ribs
And let my emotions
Spill out like butterflies
Infected by passion
I would but all I can do
Is close my bruised eyes
And mentally trace your face
And watch the fire in my heart
Flicker and fade away
So close to being ash
If I could crack open my ribs
And let my emotions
Spill out like butterflies
Infected by passion
I would but all I can do
Is close my bruised eyes
And mentally trace your face
And watch the fire in my heart
Flicker and fade away
Published 4th Mar 2020
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I appreciate the visuals in this. The image of ash and butterflies sends the message so clear.
Lovely piece Blue.
Lovely piece Blue.
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- Edited 11th Jun 2021 12:45pm
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