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September 28, 2005
Happiness Burns Blue
poetry
I feel the need of expression, but a paucity of time and imperfect socialization abilities constrain me. The emotion, unable to escape at it's desired velocity, burns it's blue flame within me and threatens to consume all. And yet, when flourishing in lesser quantities, the flame serves to keep one at the perfect temperature while also warming those closest to you. I rush, rush to open the vents of happiness and love.
Posted by Trevor Savage at September 28, 2005 10:18 PM