Once upon a time
There was a soul of fire
Wrapped up in some ashes
Dangling from a razor
It wasn’t sure if
The moment would arrive
When it could drop the envy
And kiss its own heart
Maybe pluck a buttercup
And shine it underneath
To see if it were worthy
Of such a noble cause
The cobwebs in the corner
Got there long ago
From a memory outdated
And a hole in the night
Shaken by the sunrise
Of a thousand bitter winds
Forsaking the silence
Of distant sunken screams
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