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liquorice arson hegemony

Poetry By: firephoenix

based on three words given to me

Submitted:Sep 13, 2011    Reads: 4    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

when I was young and had no heartland

my only companion was arson

always told dont play with matches

and now my skill with fire is matchless.

battered abused, humiliated

no thoughts alive emencipated

now im old and none the wiser

still tempting fate with mortals pyre.

a magic wand, a liquorice brew,

hegemony beyond the new

the key to fate is fire light

lost within darkness painted night

one match maby two

a special gift, a dance, from me to you.


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