I stand, with bloodshot eyes
stinging smoke obscuring my vision
watching the life I've known
burn to the ground
smoldering words and wasted time
damage makes perfect kindling
...the flames begin to flicker
waiting for the winds of change
to ignite the embers buried deep within
your heart...a lightning strike
giving the blaze purpose
slowly, the flames build
dancing and teasing my darkness
tasting the fuel, ready to explode
this beautiful wildfire
now raging out of control
incinerating everything in it's path
all that came before reduced to ashes
it won't be missed
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