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Old 03-21-2010, 06:14 PM   #3
JustLovelyJenn
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Bright and beautiful my soul is drawn to the flames

Drawn in and bewitched

I am warmed by the heat of the fire

I see by its glow

And I walk further

Stepping into the heart of the blaze

For an instant there is heaven

An undaunted happiness before the pain

Then what I held so precious becomes and inferno

Burning out of control

Taking compassion, affection, friendship, more

And twisting it

Turning it deep and dangerous

Bright colors lick at my skin

Scalding first

Then scorching

Devouring my flesh

Scoring to the bone

And then

Nothing

What I am is gone,

Disintegrated by the intensity before me

Around me

Without me to feed it the heat wanes

Dies away

After the last flame is gone

I remain as ashes

Paralyzed and unfeeling

Distanced from the world around me

Yet still I walk

Still I talk and listen, work and bleed

But never cry

Never morn what was lost

Time passes and stands till

Weather changes, coursing through me

New eyes

And I cry, I morn and live again

Rising from the ashes of love past

Stronger, safer, wiser

I have felt the heat and the pain

Experienced the bliss and the loss

Now I know its worth

For just a moment of what I have know

It is worth a million deaths to find again

New eyes

Brown with golden specs

Beckoning, calling

And I fly

Soaring into the heavens and back again

I may land or I may not

But the chance is worth a million deaths
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