An old flame dying
down to embers,
Like a forrest cleared
of it's timbers.
Your memory hides in
the corners of my mind,
Our song echo's for
only my ears to find.
Like a dying ember
Only smoke drifts,
And faded memories
of those special
gifts.
Now your only smoke
in my eyes,
Like the ember when
it finially dies.
Eventually it fades
out of sight,
Into the night.
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