Bare The Flames

Please blow me a kiss from the skies above,

For I feel nothing on this lonely ground.

I long for the wind just to feel something new,

But even the cold grows old and desolate.

My only hope is to hear your voice again,

But truth be told, I don’t want to.

I don’t want the pain, nor the bitter memories I hold,

So I cast myself into a state of dormancy.

I’ll be up there soon, then you may sing,

But for now, I must sit here and bare the flames.

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