A Soul on Fire
by Ink Soul
My soul, a flame that burns, with passion and desire,
A fire that fuels my dreams, my heart's deepest fire,
Yet, in the ashes of sorrow, it flickers and dies,
Leaving embers of regret, and tears that never dry
A Soul on Fire
by Ink Soul
My soul, a flame ignited by desire,
A passionate blaze that fuels my deepest dreams
Yet ashes linger, whispering of prior,
In sorrow's grip, the flicker slowly screams
For every fire must face the winds that blow,
And in the struggle, embers fade to gray
Yet still I burn through every ebb and flow,
In shadows cast, my spirit learns to sway
So let the fire ignite the path ahead,
For in its glow, the darkness finds retreat
With every tear, the flame can rise instead,
Transforming grief into a dance of heat
Thus, let me stoke the flames of what I yearn,
And from the ashes, let my heart return
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