Flames
Low down beneath
there is a smoldering pile
of ashes
That once burned
high flames
of passion.
The flames burned bright
So bright I glowed
Now crushed is my heart
so the flames have lowered
lower
lower
to a pile of ashes
that are just a smouldering flame
of passion that once burned brightly.
So bright they could light the sky
now they're barely visible
even on a cold barren night.
there is a smoldering pile
of ashes
That once burned
high flames
of passion.
The flames burned bright
So bright I glowed
Now crushed is my heart
so the flames have lowered
lower
lower
to a pile of ashes
that are just a smouldering flame
of passion that once burned brightly.
So bright they could light the sky
now they're barely visible
even on a cold barren night.
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