I Am A Fireplace
I Am a Fireplace
I am a fireplace camouflaged, blending in with my surroundings.
Though demanding the attention from all those in the room when I light up.
I surround those around me with only warmth, love and comfort.
And can easily add class and quality to every setting.
I am a fireplace.
I go about quietly yet call out for the attention of everyone in the room.
Enticing my audience with my beauty and grace.
I bring poise and elegance to a room of slum and degenerate onlookers.
Craving the attention and praise bestowed upon me.
I am a fireplace.
Though there are times I feel my flame burning out.
And I feel myself fighting to keep the attention of my audience.
Struggling to stay relevant to a room full of people I feel are forgetting about me.
Forgetting my beauty, artistry, and warmth I'm supplying them with
I am a fireplace.
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