Words From A Dying Star.

In the darkness,

Friction,

A spark — A flame

Thawing out the glacial cold.

Tormentor,

For as long as the soul is bright

It will not be snuffed

Like your poison-scented candles.

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I love when you said “poison-scented candles.” I’ve never heard that description before but it puts like a dangerous spin to the poem.

O.D. says:

February 16, 2023 at 4:15 PM

Thanks, Pooja! 😀

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1. Pooja G says:
  
  February 17, 2023 at 12:40 AM
  
  You’re welcome!

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