Candles

by DarkJem   Feb 5, 2007


Row after row,bright candles
generation after generation
one by one,each blown out.
through the years,continuing cycle.
diseases galore,cursed flames.
each time,greater pain
lost loves,never the same
row after row,bright candles
only a few,burn close to the wick.
every few years a candle replaced
row after row,bright candles
only a few branches left.

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  • 17 years ago

    by kiara

    The idea was so original i luvd it keep it up you rule lol