The black candle stands askew,
Blamed for these burnt out holes in you,
Gouged into the mirrors face,
Inhaling what stinks and suffocates this place,
Strangled by the air, I begin to change.
Turn another page, dilute the issue,
A flame's kiss, double the consequences
There's a daily dose of courage,
Tangled up in something evil.
Make me a drop of rain, or a leaf dancing with the wind.
Spare me from the human, who sinned against me.
Take me out of the refuse bin
Illuminate me, please take me home with you,
It wasn't my fault, but I love and trust still.
©taytayw
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