True love,
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To be the sun
In seasons, dark —
Ignorant of summer.
Shadow-wilted faithful heart,
Your roots
Will never take.
Think back —
Before heartbreak
Loomed on every
Sorrow-scarred horizon,
Was it passion or desire
That lured you in?
We are but fire,
Burning faster than we should,
Just to seem a little brighter
To the moths
Flocking to our warmth.
We are but fire —
Distorted life
In black and white,
Dancing flames
Behind a smokescreen.
