The FireA Poem by DeadShotViewer Discretion Advised
Why do you care?
I can't get rid of you. With you, and your PINK hair. You should know how to say goodbye. I am damaged. I am the fire, That burns everything it touches. Stop caring about me. I don't want your hugs. I tell you to leave me alone. *shrugs* Don't make me break these walls. You don't want to see This monster that they hide. Hi, it's me. Stop caring. Don't show me your love. Don't threaten me with a good time. Please, rise above. Let me make these bad choices. Let me fall. Let me listen to these voices. Let me crawl. I am a fire. That destroys all. Please don't get involved. Let me burn.
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Added on April 17, 2020 Last Updated on May 3, 2020 Author |