  Candle Light The illumination of life that dwells within. Slowly dims. The shell of protection withers. Outer beauty that once attracted. Now repels. The gifts of past memories, slowly dulls. A creative imagination that once came with grace, becomes exert. The inure signs of ripeness, pries it self into existence. The will to live slowly subsides, until the light that once shined so bright, finally flickers out. This was my first thing ive ever written yes indeed lata 
