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Array ( [sid] => 142274 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Night I Lit the Flame. [time] => 2008-05-10 12:56:41 [hometext] => One kiss and it all came crashing down. [bodytext] => The Night I Lit the Flame

The guilt is all I feel,
That night runs like a movie reel,
And I wish I could turn back the time.
And I watch as a my world seems,
To be crashing all down with my dreams,
Dying in smolder and flame.

Who knew? That with one little match,
It could all turn to ash? And fall through.
It all fell through the cracks, now I
Want it all back, and I
Can't go and build something new.

Now I watch it burn down, and I
Feel like I'll drown, and I
Try to smother the flame.
But now its far too late,
There is no debate,
The fire is too wild to tame.

And I want it all back,
But theres no turning back,
The Phoenix is purging this game.
Though I know that it will die,
And rebuild I will try,
It will never ever be the same.

Who knew? That with one little match,
It could all turn to ash? and fall through.
It all fell through the cracks, now I
Want it all back, and I
Can't go and build something new.

I loved all that I had,
I have to watch it all burn into nothingness.
And although having lost it makes me sad,
I could not control the urge to bring the precarious to rest.

Thanks for reading,
I hope you felt it,
I'd love some feedback or discussion. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 25 [informant] => mazi [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )

The Night I Lit the Flame.

Contributed by mazi on Saturday, 10th May 2008 @ 12:56:41 PM in AEST
Topic: MiscPoems

The Night I Lit the Flame

The guilt is all I feel,
That night runs like a movie reel,
And I wish I could turn back the time.
And I watch as a my world seems,
To be crashing all down with my dreams,
Dying in smolder and flame.

Who knew? That with one little match,
It could all turn to ash? And fall through.
It all fell through the cracks, now I
Want it all back, and I
Can't go and build something new.

Now I watch it burn down, and I
Feel like I'll drown, and I
Try to smother the flame.
But now its far too late,
There is no debate,
The fire is too wild to tame.

And I want it all back,
But theres no turning back,
The Phoenix is purging this game.
Though I know that it will die,
And rebuild I will try,
It will never ever be the same.

Who knew? That with one little match,
It could all turn to ash? and fall through.
It all fell through the cracks, now I
Want it all back, and I
Can't go and build something new.

I loved all that I had,
I have to watch it all burn into nothingness.
And although having lost it makes me sad,
I could not control the urge to bring the precarious to rest.

Thanks for reading,
I hope you felt it,
I'd love some feedback or discussion.

Copyright © mazi ... [ 2008-05-10 12:56:41]
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Re: The Night I Lit the Flame. (User Rating: 1 )
by Cupid on Saturday, 10th May 2008 @ 01:08:58 PM AEST
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Great use of language, Mazi!
I love the fire, flames, and burning metaphors; they bring a certain reality to the situation.
Yes, I felt it.
But, when you fall off of a horse, the best thing to do is pull up your chaps and get back in the saddle.
So it is, in this situation. If you give up, you'll feel even worse.
So, try to stick it out, my friend! I know you can do it!

Re: The Night I Lit the Flame. (User Rating: 1 )
by SilverRain on Saturday, 10th May 2008 @ 07:55:18 PM AEST
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Know what you mean, been there, but mine turned out to open my eyes to what can be and what I did not see...nicely put.

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