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| The Withering Fire |
It's raining in my heart
A slow chronic downpour
pouring on the fire
that keeps me alive.
It's raining in my soul
Drenching my emotions
as I succumb to the onslaught
of depressing reality.
I try to channel my rage
to rekindle my embers
but when I look at the storm clouds
my little flicker is doomed.
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