I gaze once again
At the spark I remember:
My salvation;
My frustration.
It burns like a coal
On the skin of my soul
As I flirt with the pain
Of the ever-glowing ember.
At the spark I remember:
My salvation;
My frustration.
It burns like a coal
On the skin of my soul
As I flirt with the pain
Of the ever-glowing ember.
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