Anecdote Of An Arsonist
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Dancing flames around my bed, Make me feel the warmth I long to hold, I've been so damn cold. Upon the ashes I rest my head, Feeling the heat creep up, Alas! The burns are not enough! I ask for the wrath of damnation, Pleading for the fire to set me free, This addiction which manifests in my mind, Will be the snake that kills so many. I waltz with the embers, And I hold the fire like a lost lover, Embracing with flames with unearthly desire, Up in smoke, finally I am released. ************************************** Hello Darlings! I'm not too sure about this poem, I wanted a more chaotic feel to it, so I didn't use a set rhyme scheme. Tell me what you think 😊 if you like my writing then let's become friends.
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