The world has a way of burning out the brightest flames
Stomping us down till we no longer burn,
Making us apologize for being ourselves
Exhausting us with the drag of the everyday
We withdraw back behind the walls we built long ago
But once your flame has been doused it can not be restored to what it once was
No matter how hard you try
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Author:
catlover01 (
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It takes great courage to break those walls down we build for ourselves.Once down if there are further disappointments it is natural to restore them. Taller and stronger next time. I enjoyed your poem.
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