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Flickering Lig
Rhymed Poem by Naeumi C. Gonzales
Water seeped from my eye, It burnt my cheek as it ran dry. One flash. One shot. One take. The smile they never knew was fake
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The gas lit as I spoke, Things weren't the only thing I brok I'm a walking double-edged sword, Everyone you ask will accord.
Inside was a fleeting fire, Don't know what I truly desire. Their delight was my pleasure, Until I can't escape from capture.
I was the torch amid the dark, Not too long I lost the spark. I lost direction, I lost sight. Everything fell from a height.
The flame was then ignited, My ire I thought I comforted Grew like thousands of acres, Waiting for a moment to burst.
A successful one, they told. Years passed, I felt dull and old. Standing still in the same stage, But not ready to flip the page.
