Ramshackle

She is the light within my darkness,

a flickering flame for which I yearned,

but every time I fueled the fire,

it was only me it burned.

Never knowing where I stood,

then told not to get too deep,

the inside me stood so patient,

but silently I’d weep.

When you love someone

and they don’t feel the same,

you can find the faults in others,

but only you are to blame.

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