FireA Poem by the in between
I walk around
with a flame of fire scorched on top of my head. As I stride it grows higher and higher getting complex caught on firey flames the roaring grows louder and louder I can't hear the people shouting around me firemen leap with their massive water hose aim it at my flame still, they can't put it out. I keep striding. without noticing the destruction around me. Uncaring, and my eye on nothing. I'll soon burn out disappear.
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