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Dancing in time with the intricacies of my soul
Tracing my toes over burning hot coals
Pulling me away, into the heat.
Telling me something that’s oh so sweet.
Flickering in circles like the flame of a candle,
Filling me with feelings that you could never handle.
Rising dread cracks dark thoughts open
Drilling into me a sense of feeling broken
Walking the path that has been chosen for me,
Looking beyond, yearning to be free.
Living this way is just not right,
Choosing for myself to continue the fight.

Rhiannon Hamper

Candle in Hands
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