We crumble like ash
And dance to the fire.
The forgotten sparks combust
And riddle the room with its color.
Its return ignites the flame in us,
And warms our bodies internally.
We continue dancing beneath the shadows
Yearning the heat; yearning the power.
Please tell me what you think
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interesting
interesting write . . liked "We crumble like ash" and "We continue dancing beneath the shadows" . . good images for the title . . !!
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