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Burns
Stuck in the throat
Choking burns
Searing from the inside out
Always returning
Always churning
Swallowing fire
Swords with no edge
Licking with damage
Blackening from the inside
A cancerous trap
Always made alive
Built to take away the pain
The flame of fame
Burns
Something caused this fiery reign
A handsome, showy shield
With no protection
Just an empty mask reflection
Leading to the grave
Croaking like a frog
Hurled in the midst of a sweltering bog
Caught in a gulp
Inhalation is a war—
A war for more!
Breathe out
Keep swallowing
Panic
There shines the manic
In all its glory
Watch as it slowly
Burns
Words do nothing but feed the fire
The fame grows evermore
Opinions cry and never tire
Gesturing for more
Festering for more
Burning for more
Dying for more
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2013
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