Old Flames (Empty Vase Part 2)

Holding a lighter over a candle,
A fire burned out before,
Wax already dripped down below,
The stains decorate the floor,
It once lit the whole house,
Touching the walls with its glow,
Yet you were always unimpressed,
Always wanting the fire to grow,
The wind puts your fire out,
You ignite the flame again,
On and off the flame goes,
You keep reigniting the flame and then
You realise, the candle wax is gone,
In its wake lies a burnt thread,
Finally the fire hungry must accept,
The flame is forever dead.


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