He stood in solitude in the looming darkness,
A candle of unrequited love mired in a tempest,
He burnt himself in futile waiting,
For a ray of hope to enliven his being.
But she turned deaf to his heart-rending pleas,
And blind to the drops, rolling down his cheeks.
Leaving time to heal his damaged destiny;
As she watched him melt into oblivion.
She thought the dying flame would leave no trace,
But in the hardened wax she could still see his face.
this is just it..just it.no explanations for its creation.
-the girl.
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