Poem - New Flame

i had a match and lit a flame
and it was lit for a long time
longer than it should hanve, i now know
i should have blown it out back then
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before i had the chance, i wa soutside
and it started storming
then the flame went out on its own
and never gave me a chance to save it
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the match lied on my nightstand
watching me as i slept at night
but then i threw it away, finally
and it fell to ashes
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i bought a new pack of matches
and then i found the last one left
now i've lit a new flame
and it hasn't gone out yet