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The day the candle lost its flame.
Fiction. I found this, I remember writing it,but I don't remember publishing it. written 26.09.06
sepia tones in the midst of a spirits presence
is a chair that rocks back and forth
under creaking floorboards, secrets remain
in the room of a hollow house of decay
rain cascades leaking through the roof
onto the musky linen bedclothes
a person once lived in hope and dreams
had disappeared or so it seemed
then comes the plucking of the strings
acoustic vibes that tweak within
they tell a story so very true
in memories one laid his heart in you
a desire to fulfill his biggest dream
appeal to others and aid their needs
revealing emotions they suppressed
unleashed the pain and set it free
a candle lit with glowing warmth
melted as the time moved on
he closed his eyes and soon it seemed
the time had gone within his dreams
the one he loved had tarnished all
his faith and strength in all that seemed
so perfect shattered in utmost dismay
parchments of paper is hidden away
abstract in mind
no longer complete
perplexed in a state of hell
he wore a mask of deceit
bleak and pale he withered in strength
hot burning tears from straining eyes
despite the warmth of the man that we knew
thought life to be futile, allowed the demon rise
a significant other of three years had gone
no longer loved or cared and thought so wrong
refused to believe that his love was for real
a brick wall for a heart all feelings she concealed
the secret comes out the day he fell depressed
enduring in love scenes, no feeling suppressed
as tears descend, the pain is evident to all
he looked in her eyes and felt so small
gazing in transfixing I love you he said
I don't love you anymore, no remorse was displayed
his face fell in sorrow as he said her name
he walked out the door never to be seen again
demons arose and his soul was taken away
that was the day the candle lost it's flame.
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