Burning #Poem

Found fuel in my anger

and burnt

like a star.

Bright but bitter.



it was beautiful,

to be cloaked

in fire.


A phoenix

for you to pluck

over and over

until ash,

then flame,

over and over


and again.


Until I ran out,

grew volatile,

beyond control.

Singed you,

a little.


Realised fear,

on your face

when I broke past

your expectations.


Learnt burning

eats you,

from the inside


Word of the Day: Fire 

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