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Monday, January 3, 2011

Syllable Soliloquy

Lonely candle in the night
burning quickly burning bright.

Passion consumed passion pursued.
Passion for the words unused.

Hope for the better. Hope for the right.
Hope for lovers holding tight.

I'm trying to hold on
to keep searching -- to find my way.

You promised I would make it.
You promised the stars would shine.

You promised the clouds would clear.
You promised there would be light.

I promised to try to fight
but I'm burning quickly. I'm burning, right?

I'm fading quickly
I'm out of sight.

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