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Monday, 21 January 2013

Fireplay

Each turn turns a smile
Playful with precision
Reasonable indecision
Beside harbored doubt

Every hour, every day
Flowers and unfortunate
Scours were praised in our
Songs heartfelt to empower

Each hope turns on hope
Decayed by days of derision
Unreasonable prohibition
Sold our sensations short

Every sour word spoken
Some token of loss, lost flames
The old fires of burning desire 
Retired out of the embers