The core is red
Shame has shed
One life has changed
And one has damaged
One fine day
it so such happened
One dares to say
A candle was lightened
It burnt night and day
It swayed and melted
The wax to decay
And wick turned grey
The candle was the reason
To usher a romantic season
Bathed in fragrance and hues
That awaited long in queue
The distance was killing
The moral bounds taunting
Ragging waves of passion
Engulfed sane decision
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