a blue flame flickers in the dark,
so small, so cold, it leaves no mark.
it burns with nothing but a hollow ache,
like a wish i never got to make.
the fire dances, but it's far from free—
it's trapped in something no one can see.
its light is sharp, but never warm,
a quiet scream, a quiet storm.
......
a blue flame flickers in the dark,
so small, so cold, it leaves no mark.
it burns with nothing but a hollow ache,
like a wish i never got to make.
the fire dances, but it's far from free—
it's trapped in something no one can see.
its light is sharp, but never warm,
a quiet scream, a quiet storm.
......