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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?
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
The arsonist
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
Madon69
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Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 9:40 PM UTC
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