I Like Burning Candles
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Flickering shadows cast true sight.
Its calming presence, a warm delight.
The melting face of false pretense.
Forgotten and scattered with a broken defense.
A slow puff of air, a stolen flame.
End of the light, no more darkness to tame.
Flickering shadows cast true sight.
Its calming presence, a warm delight.
The melting face of false pretense.
Forgotten and scattered with a broken defense.
A slow puff of air, a stolen flame.
End of the light, no more darkness to tame.