Treasure Island

Cleo Blue

(Midnight / The Dark Cloud of Angels)

A candle

A candles lights others but consumes itself

She will smile
For a while
To get you fire going
She cries
From alll the lies
That keep the wind blowing

Every one's got a secret
Everyone got their one regret
And her's is lying to herself
For so So long
Because Thats not where she belongs

She cries
From all the lies
That keep all the fires burning

A candle lights others, but consumes itself...

Submitted: Wednesday, February 06, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, February 06, 2013
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  • John Westlake (3/24/2014 5:14:00 PM)

    I really liked it. You have ability beyond your years and you have proved it with this piece! (Report) Reply

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