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Fire

parents say don’t play with fire they tell you that the fire burns the burn is nothing compared to my pain and yet even in the rain i can still feel the burn of anything and everything that touches my skin or my heart with the pain i will never part this is not meant to rhyme yet it seems to at this time its meant to express my pain but the burn will still remain i’m a poet but not very good yet i wish that i could write a poem that makes sense without it being at my expense oh well

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