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Candle

April 12, 2008
By Anonymous

i woke up to the strong fragrance of candles
they burned through out the night
looking at me are eyes big,
sincere and bright
its my soul just sitting there
on the edge of my bed
her face looks lively
yet so dead
she tells me the story
of how i will die
im running down a hallway
being chased by some guy
as the story ends
he ends up stabbing me
and i become another
statistic in history
as i wake up
out of this fantay land
and thank god im home
i notice in my hand
aburning candle...


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