Please, Please, I am but a candle flame
Burn so that my smoke may glide over all
And within this haze of soot and ash
May the sins of man never last
Silence, Silence, my beating heart
Flame, Flame, my burning heart
I scream for those without voices
I rage for those without anger
I weep for those without sorrow
I laugh for those without joy
I am everyone
Everyone is I
The anguish of the world guides my hand
The grudges of those who claw dirt and die
The cracked lungs of those on barren land
For them, my heart will endless cry
I am but a candle flame
Burn, Burn, to light a path
Burn, Burn, to guide the poor
Burn, Burn, with righteous Wrath
Burn, Burn, then flame no more
The lies of the wicked, Burn!
The tears of the innocent, Burn!
The grudges of the dead, Burn!
The sins of the masses, Burn!
Make my heart tear and yearn
I feel the weight of their choices
I understand the depth of their sadness
I understand the height of their joy
They are not so different
So, my heart is but a candle's flame
Silence, Silence, my beating heart
Flame, Flame, my burning heart
Weep, Weep, my bleeding heart
Until you Burn no more
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Poems Don't Always Rhyme
PoetryJust poems and Sonnets and other literary stuff to waste time and empty feelings. ×WARNING× They do get better as you go they kinda suck at first this was a learning experience >_<
