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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1694290
just a poem
Hung below a serpents wing,
Above the shallow midnight gaze,
I captured a flame beyond my grasp
And seized it to my grave.
I formerly held it still,
Arrested on command.
Yet I ever consoled this flame,
For the eyes of a feeble mind.
But if I was born a lonely soul,
I would fall victim to this flame.
Without a shade of translucent veins,
I would become a hollow slave.
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