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i am a ball of fire in a house of hay just waiting to ignite i wonder what the cool taste of water is would be against my hot fiery body i hear my arms my arms my chest crackling with flame i see a sleeping boy a crying woman a man hunched over with no knowledge of the fire under their feet i want to be real to ignite and burn this house to the ground i am not real i pretend to be real to be made of water but if you could just push through my god i would burn you i feel the throb the pulse of a deeper hotter brighter fire one that i can only imagine i touch my burning body and wish a thousand times that i could just burn out here alone i cry tears of water but never enough to put out the fire that races across my skin i am going to burn you i understand that you will try to scrub away the ash and the burns and the memory of what i am i say that i am fire and you say that i am a disgust a disappointment i dream of you enveloping me in your arms not caring of the fire that will cling to your body i try to believe that i hope for that i want and will for that but all i can know is that the fire will come i am burning and i am unchangeable
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 6:30 AM UTC
i am - a slam poem
i am a ball of fire in a house of hay just waiting to ignite i wonder what the cool taste of water is would be against my hot fiery body i hear my arms my arms my chest crackling with flame i see a sleeping boy a crying woman a man hunched over with no knowledge of the fire under their feet i want to be real to ignite and burn this house to the ground i am not real i pretend to be real to be made of water but if you could just push through my god i would burn you i feel the throb the pulse of a deeper hotter brighter fire one that i can only imagine i touch my burning body and wish a thousand times that i could just burn out here alone i cry tears of water but never enough to put out the fire that races across my skin i am going to burn you i understand that you will try to scrub away the ash and the burns and the memory of what i am i say that i am fire and you say that i am a disgust a disappointment i dream of you enveloping me in your arms not caring of the fire that will cling to your body i try to believe that i hope for that i want and will for that but all i can know is that the fire will come i am burning and i am unchangeable
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 6:30 AM UTC
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