Poems of RandomnessA Poem by Xiamora ShawBurn I was playing with fire I thought it would be fun It's what I admire I never thought to run I was caught by a flame Burned straight though my shirt But there's no one to blame As my flesh was pained and burnt This pain was new I hate the way it feels And yet I watched as the fire grew Knowing it kills
I ignored the warning alarms And in that moment I learn After almost losing my arm Never play with fire cause all it does is burn © 2016 Xiamora Shaw |
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2 Reviews Added on December 3, 2016 Last Updated on December 3, 2016 AuthorXiamora ShawFreehold, NJAboutMy name is Xiamora Donaldson-Shaw I have a deep love love for wolves I enjoy humor and dry puns I love my family friends and girlfriend more..Writing
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