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Up in Smoke

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By Sara WynnPublished 4 years ago • 1 min read
Up in Smoke
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You set me on fire,

gasoline soaked.

but, I burned too brightly,

and I went up in smoke.

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Alit with desire,

but then, I choked

I called you a liar

with embers down my throat

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The forest alive,

the sky turned black;

and nothing survived,

you never turned back.

Flame unloved by

a pyromaniac.

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You set me on fire,

gasoline soaked.

But I burned too brightly,

and I went up in smoke.

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Sara Wynn

"No one knows where the edge of the knife is,

and no one knows what intelligent life is."

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    Written by Sara Wynn