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The Circle of Love

Since the lighting of our burning candle
Our flame burns with twisted lies and distress
Always dwindling and sheer of scandals
Though never has this flame burnt out on us

The wick gets stronger through all our secrets
Lies and deceptions with ghost of our past
Never has it died 'cause of our warm hearts
Till that day the wax melts like little dust

Dripping down the side leaving waxed figures
Bruises of your hot wax, always remains
Staying inside us till it configures
Still we will make it through the burning pains

Circles are forever never ending
Run around the candle but be caring.