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Aspirations of Fire.

Poetry By: Ohioguy

It just is. Enjoy!

Submitted:Jan 7, 2013    Reads: 9    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

There is rockets in my brain,

fuel in my pockets.

Some say it's insane,

and I don't doubt it.

Don't be concerned.

I put this paper to my mind,

and it burned.

It's not quite what I desired -

A shower of brilliant fire.

I can't take the heat,

but I won't perspire.

Just take a seat - and

gaze at this fire that we inspired.

It will devour us whole,

straight to the soul.

Our time is near.

We expire -

turned into a pyre.

So that others may aspire,

For a bonfire.


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