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To Become the Fire


Staring into the amber abyss,

My eyes became alight with desire,

Heat embraced my face and gave a kiss,

I wanted to become the fire.

 

The crackling yellow blaze sparked in my mind,

Hands danced around the inferno ready to inspire,

The warm light was both risky and kind,

I wanted to become the fire.

 

One day I flew too close to the sun,

The world over thought me a liar,

He had stolen my dream and I was done,

I wanted to become the fire.

 

I pursued the burning thief,

Chased him to the verge of my dreams, the spire,

Without the flame and overcome with grief,

I needed to become the fire.

 

I stopped the destruction of an empire,

His inferno strangled me to my knees,

I needed to become the fire,

But the fire became me.

 

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