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I am a man on fire
Brought to life by one burning desire
to see the bottom of the ocean blue
Impossible they say, if only they knew

Because I am a man set ablaze
My passion is finding my way through Hell's maze
And I never thought it would be so hard
Everything I touch is instantly charred

You see, I did not choose to burn
I chose only to learn
Of fire and it's nature,
Now everytime I try to explain, I always burn the paper

In flames there is only destruction
Unless your aims are given proper instruction
Fire is not only for desecration
Fire may bring about great innovation

Fire is love and hate
Rolled in a ball, arguing fate
Fire is made of fear and joy
Of one fact be certain, those that burn  may build or destroy.
It isn't wise to play with fire, boy.
Was your darkest hour when your  first love walked away?
The  first glimpse of the gaping abyss...
Carefully constructed plans and dreams,
Gone...Drifting away on a sea of despair.
Love becomes loss.
Two become one.
Shared goals now solo missions.
Invariably in time one becomes two once more.
The past is stored in the archive of memory.
The first of a lifetime of unfinished stories.
Aborted..abandoned,
But never really forgotten.
Now before you , a crisp  white page.
Awaiting a new chapter.
A new beginning.
Emerging with a newly found sense of self.
A value of oneness.
Born from the pain of separation.
The realisation that two cannot  become one.
The path to individuation is yours to walk alone.
Floki Singedalot Oct 2018
Who is there, my friend, can climb to the sky?
Only the gods dwell forever in sunlight.
As for man, his days are numbered,
whatever he may do, it is but wind.

Tablet III of the Old-Babylonian version
Tablet III of the Old-Babylonian version
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