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Burn Out to Fade Away

Ocherous flame dances the same

Flicker and untamed, gentle crackles, call a name

Myrrh scented candles illuminate the room

One last time always seems to soon

Auburn hair burned wildly here

Memories of a yesteryear 

When they all finally burn out

So too will my heart melt like the wax

And into the dark with no whereabouts 

To stop and relax 

© The Sad Owl

Categories: poetry Prose

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The Sad Owl

I'm just here. Until I'm not.

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