** its not much of a poem, but story more a less**
Deranged with sadness, she can never see her lover...

And we can watch the flame as it dances, the flame...
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And we can watch the flame as it dances, the flame...

A light of yellows, oranges and blues, dancing...
swimming in no water...

Love is divine in all its beauty but reached is...
how hearts can be treasured, full of praised...

It's a sad night
When the daughter becomes her father's savior...

If my words are so strong, if they are so...
Why can't they make you better...

Windows,
eyes looking out...

Inspiration fills me
Beats deeply in my heart...

Love...
Who's to say what I feel isn't real...