Flame
Few sparks did scatter
on an icy floor
before dying down
in a mass of dark soot.
Her glimpse did evoke
inspite all,
a painful
memory
One day callously
as she walked past.
Poetry by sagi
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Written on 2014-09-14 at 22:56
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