Flames
Some flames can never be extinguished.
The sparks you saw behind my eyes,
They leapt up from my heart,
From a consuming inferno burning forever.
But once the fire sears the nerves the pain will cease.
Would that I could catch any sparks that fly your way,
Let them smolder in my heart, saving you the pain.
The fire has burned me and smote my nerves,
Pain has left, though the flames still roar.
I can no longer feel.
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