(November 7,1987 / South Hill, Virginia)

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Candle of Love

He was the fire...the fire to my burning candle

When I first recieved him he lit up my life

His flame burned vibrantly, it burned with care, and

it burned forever

Now that fire that once burned for me won't even
spark for me

Maybe its old, maybe I'm not lighting it right..or
maybe his flame is tired of my candle

Submitted: Thursday, September 04, 2008


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  • Nathaniel Booker (9/5/2008 8:17:00 PM)

    Good Write Octavia... Maybe, just maybe, his matches are wet... I hate when that happens... Excellent write **10**

    Be Well

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