A Flame

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My life
is dwindling
and flickerinig
barely a glow.
Each word
you said against me
stored inside from
long ago.
But there is
something else trapping me
I need to know.
In love?
Or could it be
an arrow
shot from your bow.
Into my heart
taken from Cupid
hurting me so.
The candle holding
my life
flickering
burning low.
Go GREEKS and ROMANS !!!!!!!!!!!!




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Wow, I really like this poem. Nice and short.
"i will not bow"




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hey I really like your poem. I like how your entire poem is basically a metaphor- life like a dying flame. I feel the charachters pain-in love but being bullyed by one who does not love her back-sad and depressing but well written! Great Job :wink:
Ps. Happy New Year! 2012
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You're wrong about humanity. They are your greatest creation because they're better than you are. Sure, they're weak, and they cheat and steal and destroy and disappoint, but they also give and create, and they sing and dance and love. Above all, they never give up.
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