today I burned a lifetime of memories..
I looked up into the tress and saw the memories raining down on to my face
Some still red, still to bring tears to my eyes.
But then a thick gust came
And the memories blew off toward a pink sunset
And the smell stung my nose, and the smoke burnt my eyes
And my lips are chapped, tingling
the colors of life are turned to black and white
a flame diminishes
but with the diminish of this flame
Another has just began
And feeds me burning hope
Until my fire, too , is gone with the wind.
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