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Jun 2020
I see the flames
I sit there and watch
as it comes a little closer
but my skin
could not feel the heat.

I watch as it consumes
everything around me
I watch as it slowly
desolates my dream.

I watch numbly
and wonder,
how can I put it out
when I am its arsonist?
I am the fire of my demise
Marlon
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Marlon
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