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Playing With Fire

Poetry By: Extra96

A short poem on the fun of love.

Submitted:Jan 8, 2014    Reads: 23    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

Love burns our heart

The kindling brittle and flammable

Tis not to say that we do not enjoy it

Watching others burn

The heart is our toy

We love to play with it

The wise man would warn against it

The hypocrite that he is

The wise man invented the method

To which we follow

I shall play with fire untill the day I die

Untill my own heart is scorched dry


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