Tonight I extinguish the flame
I've been holding for you_
Tonight the wind whistled,
Speaking of new directions-
Tonight the rains danced in frenzied desperation.
Regard me flinging this
Old battered torch up
To scorch the stars
Watch with bated breath,
Stare at the burns on my hand
Watch the festering scars
And see it descend to its death.
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A well expressed poem Compelling imagery.