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Jan 2020
Life is tapering down,
Birth on one end,
Death on the other.
Fire runs down the middle.
We're all conscious of the fire.
Unsure on what came before,
And what is coming after.

I was tired of trying to outrun the fire.
I burnt my fingers attempting to put it out sooner
Lower your hand, take me someplace higher.
I close my eyes hoping to stare into forever.
But something whispers that I'm going to nowhere.

Dipped my fingers into God's mouth
And tried to ***** it out,
But the flame burned on.
I'm too scared to close my eyes,
I'm too scared to open them.
Nowhere follows from behind,
And waits at the end.
MisfitOfSociety
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MisfitOfSociety  24/M/South Africa
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