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Set Fire to Make it Grow

A short poem

By simplicityPublished 2 years ago 1 min read

How was I too know
The match that I was lighting
Was bound to explode
I couldn't have known
Pure alcohol to a flame,
is bound to cause a change
lts fun while it burns
But the clean ups where it turns
Its usually just a phase,
a phase we out grow
It had me dancing to the music only I could hear the tune
But life ruined it
by asking me to grow
How was I to know
It's better on the other side
Set fire to make it grow





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