Candle
Candle flickering obscenities.
Dancing about to these distorted sounds.
Invisible thoughts commanding..
Moving as if in pain.
Crying out as if in pure anguish.
Quick reflections upon the broken mirror.
The opposite of all that I envision.
Slowing as if to a halt.
Drowning itself in its own fluids.
Clear, pure deadly escapes.
Soft haze fills its surroundings.
Dancing in the air.
Swiftly rhythmical.
Clear smoke flowing until it is no more.
Non existent.
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