Dreams have blown away with the smoke of burning hopes
Regrets spark the kindling, ready to ignite
Intenisty of flames filled with the power of fright
Clinging onto the air of life
Relief extinguishes the fire of death
Which leaves its charred scars
Until it burns again.
Millie Elvé 2007
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1 comment:
This a really good poem you should call it "suicide" or something that way people will understand it better
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