Poetry: The Flame

What burns within, will show its flame without;

no thought is ever hidden.

A fiery desire, consumed by chance,

will always come to light.

Dancing flames, lick the wounds;

a heart yet not forgiven.

To ignite the truth and stand engulfed,

by the pyre you know is right.

Published by druescott13

Independent Author and Sign Language Interpreter living in Orlando, FL.

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