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Fire to Flicker

Sitting in silence in the depths of the darkness,
the shadows creeping closer tearing at my skin.
Surrounded by my thoughts and sorrows,
the exhaustion draining, weighing me down.
A prisoner I have become, contained in a cage,
Withering away each and every day.
The raging fire inside my soul
Has slowly begun to dwindle
A mere flicker of light remains.
The power and passion pulsing
Deep in my veins providing life
Now a dull, slow drip.
The vibrance and youth is fading
Cold reality and darkness encroaching.
What little remains, is not worth saving

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