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Alone a fire dies

But with air it grows

Brightens and flares

Growing out ot light,

The dark and warm the cold

The wind stops feeding and

it dies, and no one notices

It snuffs out and in a puff of smoke its gone

you are my wind,

You raise me up and help me grow

I cant be without you

Your love is my wind

With that i am invinsible

Not a turrent of water can,

cause me to faulter

But in neglect i die,

and in a slash i am dead

i miss the breeze that blew and

kindled my being

i miss you, I love you

I want you forever, i want our love

i want it so bad

I'm the fire looking for air

i'm the ember waiting for a breeze

waiting for the fire to light

waiting for it be the way it was