I don't remember what it's like to have a fire within me I feel a speck of ember Not even a spark I don't even know if I ever let the fire start But I want it to be wild Daring Beautifully destructive yet hauntingly creative I don't recall ever having that I only live as the ember But I am meant to be the fire I don't mind burning to the ground Until what remains is nothing but ash But I wait. Because within that charcoal grey core I can't seem to ignore That speck of ember From a dying fire Is this what happened before? Is that why I can't remember? Or is it what shall unfold? Anyways, It doesn't matter Just help me start this fire .tavisha
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