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If you are afraid about getting burned,
don't play with someone's fire.
You will never quench.
Don't play fire and expect not to get burned.
Tummo is also the Tibetan word for
"inner fire"
Haylee Dicker Jul 2016
He exclaimed I've never met any one like me before,
I smiled for I am not like him,
He sees in me what he wants to see,
Because love is foolish,
Like a man fondeling for a light in the blackness,
He will believe only good rests in the dark,
Because he feels home when I'm only a short stay.
degzvdg Apr 2015
Come in you sinking sun, let's make love under the drowning fire.

Let's fly high to see the sky, and die beside the rye.

I see your dark blue eyes, the clouds turn green as you are at ease.

Your hair turns gold as I keep you from my mold.

I drown in the waterless ocean, as you burn in every gaze.

Let's dance in darkness, as the moon sets in a sinking light.
Wrote this when I was in middle school.

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