Striking the match that made my heart glow
You unearthed the key to my stoic code
Fires are infectious but not condemning
The source's menopause
Can push the blaze to other lands
The radiant afterglow
Brought sad doves
That sat and knitted
Muttering the obvious
Their departure was marked
With silent footprints
On the barks and verse
A ghost of love
Mounted the saddest horse
Carrying the last nails
Of my suffocating hearse
You unearthed the key to my stoic code
Fires are infectious but not condemning
The source's menopause
Can push the blaze to other lands
The radiant afterglow
Brought sad doves
That sat and knitted
Muttering the obvious
Their departure was marked
With silent footprints
On the barks and verse
A ghost of love
Mounted the saddest horse
Carrying the last nails
Of my suffocating hearse
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