the burnt scent of
gone out candles
derelict and neglected
they lay
in a pool of their
own blood
wept for those in need
of light and clarity
no soothing comfort
in the sound of
a flickering flame
untamed and wild
it dances
with a shadow of its
own soul
stripped for those in need
of light and clarity
Finn, 06/20/05
6/21/2005
I see a darkness now
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thx for opening your door and leading me into that room full of inspiration
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