Live on

The fire is raging

Your hand grows cold

I fold mine in plea

And lose the hold

It grows dark and frigid

Like the winter frost

The mid-summer’s sun

Knows why I feel lost

I look in the mirror

And you smile back at me

In the knowing that now

You are me, you are free

Published by ElusiveSilence

Always wondering....

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