Flame
Our love was like a flame
Beautiful, bright, and warm while it lasted
But it had two calamitous endings
To get smaller and smaller until it went out
Or to burn everything in it's path
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Belonging
Teen FictionA collections of poems from the first time I fell in love. The art of falling The art of breaking The art of missing The art of coming back
Flame
Flame
Our love was like a flame
Beautiful, bright, and warm while it lasted
But it had two calamitous endings
To get smaller and smaller until it went out
Or to burn everything in it's path