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Take it all


 

Walking in the the cold darrk

she stumbled upon a spark

it brings light to her eyes

warmth to her skin and soul

she holds it close

with her love it grows

warmth shes never felt before

she falls inlove

she feeds it her all

so happy and full of joy

the flame flickers

its starting to go

she begins to feel the chill 

her skin is growing cold

she sits close

still so in love

nothing remains, she has fed it all

it begins to to die and with it her soul

the  flame has taken it's toll

she lays beside it, feeling so cold

with nothing left to give

the flame has took it all.

 

 

 

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