The Flame

A Poem by Jay

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Tears burned the apples of cheeks bright red,

The evening dusk fell.

Eyes, the color of deep,

Wet earth, grew to seek happiness,

To seek sanity among the mobs of people,

Surrounding ignorance like moths to flame.

© 2011 Jay

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Eileen

Sounds like me. :/ I see that happy smile on your profile picture and yet here comes a description of pain. I don't know you, but I love you.

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Added on February 16, 2011
Last Updated on February 16, 2011

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Jay

Uniontown, PA

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I am a writer... no different from you but I have talent. Of course I'm kidding. A lot of people have a lot more talent than I do. Of course, when I first wrote that I assumed that people would kn.. more..