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Burning Alive

My fate is sealed, I am beyond help. Most do not even care, some enjoy what they see, and a small few of others actually wish to help. But wish is all they can do, wish and watch as I burn. Screaming and writhing in agony, pain, and hate as I burn away. But worse is this than any normal execution. For the fire never stops and the pain does nothing but increase. Eternal execution is my fate, to forever die alone in flames. I wish for final death, swift and silent, but it never comes. Am I a victim or is this deserved. I do not know. All I know is the pain and flames. All I know is I am burning alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/10/2011 8:40:00 AM
There isn't a fire that cannot be put out.
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Date: 12/9/2011 10:00:00 AM
you're only a victim if you let yourself be one. if you see yourself as a survivor than you will survive anything that happens.
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