Burnt Out

You were the fire

I was the candle

To which you desire,

I’ve taken a bite more than what I can handle

You wished for the sun

But I was only a flicker

You’ve smothered my flame, before I’ve begun

Because I was no more than the light from your lighter

But it’s all too late

You’ve swallowed me whole

“It was never meant to be,” said fate

Now there’s nothing left of me, but a big black hole

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